His father was a great confectioner in the Poultry, just by the Mansion House, and made his money out of Lord Mares.

I shall only stay with him till I can get myself suited in the rank of life in which I have been accustomed to move; but in the meantime I consider it necessary for my own credit to do things as they should be.

You know my sort of hound; good shoulders, deep chests, strong loins, straight legs, round feet, with plenty of bone all over.

I hate a weedy animal; a small hound, light of bone, is only fit to hunt a kat in a kitchen.
'I shall also want a couple of whips--not fellows like waiters from _Crawley's_ hotel, but light, active _men_, not boys.

I'll have nothin' to do with boys; every boy requires a man to look arter him.