HE had been adapted to the verses and had learnt the art of making them to such perfection that if he had remained at school until he was of age, I suppose he could only have gone on making them over and over again unless he had enlarged his education by forgetting how to do it.

Still, although I had no doubt that they were very beautiful, and very improving, and very sufficient for a great many purposes of life, and always remembered all through life, I did doubt whether Richard would not have profited by some one studying him a little, instead of his studying them quite so much.
To be sure, I knew nothing of the subject and do not even now know whether the young gentlemen of classic Rome or Greece made verses to the same extent--or whether the young gentlemen of any country ever did.
"I haven't the least idea," said Richard, musing, "what I had better be.

Except that I am quite sure I don't want to go into the Church, it's a toss-up." "You have no inclination in Mr.Kenge's way ?" suggested Mr.Jarndyce.
"I don't know that, sir!" replied Richard.

"I am fond of boating.
Articled clerks go a good deal on the water.

It's a capital profession!" "Surgeon--" suggested Mr.Jarndyce.
"That's the thing, sir!" cried Richard.
I doubt if he had ever once thought of it before.
"That's the thing, sir," repeated Richard with the greatest enthusiasm.