Take, if you want it, the evidence of a prejudiced witness.

I admit that I hate the man because a certain person admires him.

But I believe that apart from that I should hate the man because old Sir Walter hates him." This speech affected me with a genuine sense of esteem and pity for the young man; that is, of pity for him because of his obviously hopeless worship of Miss Beaumont, and of esteem for him because of the direct realistic account of the history of Wimpole which he had given.

Still, I was sorry that he seemed so steadily set against the man, and could not help referring it to an instinct of his personal relations, however nobly disguised from himself.
In the middle of these meditations, Grant whispered in my ear what was perhaps the most startling of all interruptions.
"In the name of God, let's get away." I have never known exactly in how odd a way this odd old man affected me.

I only know that for some reason or other he so affected me that I was, within a few minutes, in the street outside.
"This," he said, "is a beastly but amusing affair." "What is ?" I asked, baldly enough.
"This affair.