But I also disapprove of him--really I do believe I disapprove of him quite apart from my private feelings.

When first he came, I admit he was much quieter, but I did not like, so to speak, the moral swell of him.

Then that jolly old Sir Walter Cholmondeliegh got introduced to us, and this fellow, with his cheap-jack wit, began to score off the old man in the way he does now.

Then I felt that he must be a bad lot; it must be bad to fight the old and the kindly.

And he fights the poor old chap savagely, unceasingly, as if he hated old age and kindliness.