But I am bound to say that the lord in his kind is very much better than the poor man in his.

Such a wretched, squalid, lying, cowardly creature I did not think that even England could produce.

And yet the man has a property in land on which he ought to be able to live in humble comfort.

I feel sure that I have leagued myself with a rascal, whereas I believe the lord, in spite of his ignorance and his idleness, to be honest.

But yet the man is being hardly used, and has had the spirit, or rather perhaps has been instigated by others, to rebel.