With no great disparity between them in point of years, they were, in every other respect, as unlike and far removed from each other as two men could well be. The one was soft-spoken, delicately made, precise, and elegant; the other, a burly square-built man, negligently dressed, rough and abrupt in manner, stern, and, in his present mood, forbidding both in look and speech.

On starting, The Nun led at a very slow pace for a quarter of a mile, when the Shrigley colt made running at a good bat.

He [Timothy Forsyte] had never committed the imprudence of marrying or encumbering himself in any way with children.

a badgerlike smile