“I’d ha’ let him alone!” said the Squire earnestly. “We had to beat ’em, and we did it at Waterloo; but I’d not demean myself by answering any of their lies, if I was you. But I got through the review, for all their Latin and French —I did; and if you doubt me, you just look at the end of the great ledger, turn it upside down, and you’ll find I’ve copied out all the fine words they said of you: ‘careful observer,’ ‘strong nervous English,’ ‘rising philosopher.’ Oh! I can nearly say it all off by heart; for, many a time when I’m frabbed by bad debts, or Osborne’s bills, or moidered with accounts, I turn the ledger wrong way up, and smoke a pipe over it, while I read those pieces out of the review which speak about you, lad!”