By help of a dictionary he worries it out in the original Greek.

This gives him a passion for Greek.
When he has romped through the Greek classics he plays about among the Latins.

He spends most of his spare time in that library, and forgets to go to tea.
Because he always "gets there," without any trouble.
That is the sort of boy he is.

How I used to hate him! If he has a proper sort of father, then he goes to college.

He does no work: there is no need for him to work: everything seems to come to him.