Jim he took a great fancy to the first moment he saw him.

He didn't care so much about me.
'You're a sulky young dog, Richard Marston,' he used to say.

'I'm not sure that you'll come to any good; and though I don't like to say all I hear about your father before you, I'm afraid he doesn't teach you anything worth knowing.

But Jim there's a grand fellow; if he'd been caught young and weaned from all of your lot, he'd have been an honour to the land he was born in.

He's too good for you all.' 'Every one of you gentlemen wants to be a small God Almighty,' I said impudently.