Let me, then, shape the reply.

'I have a sense of my own dignity,' you would say, 'far keener than that of my father's flatterers and favorites; but, on the other hand, I humiliate myself for a much greater stake.'" "_I_ humiliate myself ?" reiterated the young man, angrily.
"You take money that is not very gracefully offered for your acceptance, my young friend," said the chaplain, quietly.
"You saw him, did you ?" cried Richard, hoarse with shame and passion.
"No; I did not; but I heard him swearing at you at the hazard-table for having emptied his pockets; and I am familiar with his mode of bestowing presents.

You must forgive me, Mr.Yorke," added Parson Whymper, dryly; "but you ought to know that when a man has lost his own self-respect, he is, naturally averse to the profession of independence in another." "If you deem yourself a dependent, Mr.Chaplain," replied Yorke, bitterly, "you still permit yourself some frankness." "Yes; that is one of the few virtues which are practiced at Crompton.
You will find me speak the truth." There was irony in Parson Whymper's tone; and yet the young man felt that he was not the subject of its cynicism.

Was it possible that this hard-drinking, hard-riding, hard-headed divine was scornful of himself, and of his own degraded position?
Yorke did not credit him with any such fine feeling.

He had read of Swift at Temple's, and could understand the great Dean's bitterness against a shallow master and his insolent guests, but that a man should become despicable to himself, was unintelligible to him.
"Of course," continued the chaplain, smiling at his evident bewilderment, "I could have been as smooth-spoken as you please, my young friend; but I had estimated your good sense too highly to endeavor to conciliate you by such vapid arts." "I thank you," said Yorke, thoughtfully.