The secret consciousness of this last fact made him more venturesome and reckless than ever.

"Time," he swore, "should never play _him_ tricks.

He was as good a man as ever he was.

There was a quarter of a million, more or less, to be got through yet, and, by Jove, he would see it out!" Of course he did not swear by Jove; for, as we have said, he kept a chaplain, and was therefore no heathen.
One of the arguments that the mothers of those young ladies who sought his hand were wont to make use of, to their great comfort, was that Mr.
Carew was a churchman.

There was a private chapel at Crompton, the existence of which, of course, explained why his presence did not grace the parish church.