Catching at the arm which Mr.Avenel had withdrawn from him, he exclaimed,-- "Indeed, sir, you are mistaken; I have never attempted to influence your nephew's political opinions.

On the contrary, if, at his age, he can be said to have formed any opinions, I am greatly afraid--that is, I think his opinions are by no means sound--that is, constitutional.

I mean, I mean--" And the poor parson, anxious to select a word that would not offend his listener, stopped short in lamentable confusion of idea.
Mr.Avenel enjoyed his distress for a moment, with a saturnine smile, and then said,-- "Well, I calculate he's a Radical.

Natural enough, if he has not got a sixpence to lose--all come right by and by.

I'm not a Radical,--at least not a Destructive--much too clever a man for that, I hope.