The feeling which caused these two people to partly eclipse the rest of mankind were of course not similar; though in time he had acquired the conviction that he was "taking care" of them both.

The "old lady" of course had to be looked after as long as she lived.

In regard to Captain Anthony, he used to say that: why should he leave him?
It wasn't likely that he would come across a better sailor or a better man or a more comfortable ship.

As to trying to better himself in the way of promotion, commands were not the sort of thing one picked up in the streets, and when it came to that, Captain Anthony was as likely to give him a lift on occasion as anyone in the world.
From Mr.Powell's description Franklin was a short, thick black-haired man, bald on the top.

His head sunk between the shoulders, his staring prominent eyes and a florid colour, gave him a rather apoplectic appearance.