But I don't mind confessing you inspire me with a good deal of interest.
"Now the other day--as you know--I made the acquaintance of your father in Wales--at Pontystrad.

I told him I had shown a young fellow some of those Gower caves and how his name was--like your father's, 'Williams.' Of course we soon came to an understanding.
Then your father spoke of you in _high_ praise.

What a delightful nature was yours, how considerate and kind you were--don't blush, though I admit it becomes you--Well you can pretty well guess how he went on.

But what interested me particularly was his next admission: how different you were as a lad--rather more than the ordinary wild oats--eh?
And how completely an absence in South Africa had changed you.

You must forgive my cheek in dissecting your character like this.