"I never used to think they were half so beautiful as they are, till I was shut up in this horrible hole.

Oh, if I could only get away!" He started up now, and began to walk up and down over a space clear of loose stones, which he seemed to know now by instinct, but he stopped short directly.
"If that young ruffian saw me, he'd say I was like a wild beast in a cage.

He'd call me a monkey again, as he did before.

Oh, I wish I had him here!" The intention was for the administration of punishment, but just then Archy kicked against the basket, and that completely changed the current of his thoughts.
"The beggar wants to be civil," he said.

"He is civil.