He liked his society, because he was lively and without any of that high and honorable moral feeling which is often troublesome to a companion who, like Clinton, was not possessed of much scruple while engaged in the pursuit of pleasures.

On this account, therefore, we say that he relished his society, but could neither respect nor esteem him.
On the following morning at breakfast, his uncle asked him where he had dined the day before.
"With Hycy Burke, sir," replied the nephew.
"Yes; that is honest Jemmy's son--a very great man in his own conceit, Harry.

You seem to like him very much." Harry felt a good deal puzzled as to the nature of his reply.

He knew very well that his uncle did not relish Hycy, and he felt that he could not exactly state his opinion of him without bringing in question his own penetration and good taste in keeping his society.

Then, with respect to his sister, although he had no earthly intention of seeing her the wife of such a person, still he resolved to be able to say to Hycy that he had not broken his word, a consideration which would not have bound Hycy one moment under the same circumstances.
"He's a very pleasant young fellow, sir," replied the other, "and has been exceedingly civil and attentive to me." "Ay!--do you like him--do you esteem him, I mean ?" "I dare say I will, sir, when I come to know him better." "Which is as much as to say that at present you do not.