Look here, Sidney; I don't mind just whispering to you.

For anything I know, Percival is saying disagreeable things to the old man; but don't you worry about that.

It don't matter a scrap, you see, so long as you and I keep friendly, eh?
I'm talking very open to you, but it's all for Janey's sake.

If you went and told father I'd been saying anything against Percival--well, it would make things nasty for me.

I've put myself in your hands, but I know the kind of man you are.