Lubin was nearer the heart of things than Freeman and Macaulay, though they would have disdained him as a clod.
Virgil and Theocritus were greater philosophers than either Comte or Hegel.

Daphnis and Corydon represented the finest flower, the purest type of human evolution, and Herbert Spencer was nothing better than a particularly silly old man.
Having disposed of the education question thus conclusively, it occurred to Austin that it must be about time for tea; so he struggled to his legs and turned his footsteps homeward.

Just as he arrived at the house he met Lubin outside the gate with a wheelbarrow.
"Off already ?" he asked.
"Ay," said Lubin.

"I say, Master Austin, there's something I want to tell you.

I see a magpie not an hour ago!" "A magpie?
I don't think I ever saw one in my life.