Hence, when he found him saying very plainly what had for long been a suspicion of his own, he was willing to credit him with a new acuteness.
"You know I've always backed Lewie to romp home some day," went on the young man.

"He has got it in him to do most things, if he doesn't jib and bolt altogether." "I don't see why you should talk of your friends as if they were racehorses or prize dogs." "Well, there's a lot of truth in the metaphor.

You know yourself what a mess of it he might make.

Say some good woman got hold of him--some good woman, for we will put aside the horrible suggestion of the adventuress.

I suppose he'd be what you call a 'good husband.' He would become a magistrate and a patron of local agricultural societies and flower shows.