"That which I had given was a portion of my liking, which your thankless nature does not seem to have remarked.

But for my patronage, it is not given, nor (to be exact) is it yet offered." He paused a bit.

"And I warn you, you do not know yourself," he added.
"Youth is a hasty season; you will think better of all this before a year." "Well, and I would like to be that kind of youth!" I cried.

"I have seen too much of the other party, in these young advocates that fawn upon your lordship and are even at the pains to fawn on me.

And I have seen it in the old ones also.