He leaves his starch off when he's with them.

What's the matter with me, I should like to know?
I'm a college man, even though I did go as an exhibitioner.

I was a school teacher when those fellows were wielding pick-axes." Dartrey looked at his companion thoughtfully.

For a single moment the words trembled upon his lips which would have brought things to an instant and profitless climax.

Then he remembered the million or so of people of Miller's own class and way of thinking, to whom he was a leading light, and he choked back the words.
"I find this sort of conversation a little peevish, Miller," he said.
"As soon as any definite difference of opinion arises between you and Tallente, I will intervene.