"Captain Boodle," he said, "you must respect my weakness as well as my strength.

I know what I can do, and what I cannot.

If I were a real hero, like you English--which means, if I had an ostrich in my inside--I would drink till twelve every night, and eat broiled bones till six every morning.
But alas! the ostrich has not been given to me.

As a common man I am pretty well, but I have no heroic capacities.

We will have a little chasse, and then we will smoke." Harry began to be very nervous.