I didn't hate him so much for being Carfax, but rather as standing for all sorts of rotten things.

It didn't matter to me in the least whether he was a beast or not, I'm a beast myself, but it did matter that he should smile about it and have damp hands.

When I touched his hand I always wanted to hit him.
"I've got a very sudden temper, all my family are like that--calm most of the time and then absolutely wild.

I hated him more up here at College than I'd hated him at school.

He developed and still his reputation was just the same, decent fellows like Craven followed him, excused him; he had that cheery manner.