He is an honourable and upright young fellow.

He is worth fifty of this self-satisfied, pleasant-spoken young sailor." "I know James is good and kind, grampa," the girl said earnestly; "but you see, he is not very amusing, and Richard is very nice." "Nice! Yes," the old soldier said; "a fair weather sort of niceness, Aggie.

Richard Horton is the squire's nephew, and I don't wish to say anything against him; but mark my words, and remember them, there's more goodness in James's little finger, than there is in his whole body.

But there, I am a fool to be talking about it.

There is your cousin calling you, in the garden.