It just slipped of itself!" Mr.Pidgen would break very completely were he dropped.
The first thing about him that struck Hugh was his amazing difference from Mr.Lasher.It seemed strange that any two people so different could be in the same house.

Mr.Lasher never gleamed or shone, he would not break with however violent an action you dropped him, he would certainly never wear white spats.
Hugh liked Mr.Pidgen at once.

They spoke for the first time at the mid-day meal, when Mr.Lasher said, "More Yorkshire pudding, Pidgen ?" and Mr.Pidgen said, "I adore it." Now Yorkshire pudding happened to be one of Hugh's special passions just then, particularly when it was very brown and crinkly, so he said quite spontaneously and without taking thought, as he was always told to do, "So do I!" "My _dear_ Hugh!" said Mrs.Lasher; "how very greedy! Fancy! After all you've been told! Well, well! Manners, manners!" "I don't know," said Mr.Pidgen (his mouth was full).

"I said it first, and I'm older than he is.

I should know better....