It's compliment to say so.

If I haven't, I suppose, I'm all the better for it.' 'All the better!' repeated his companion tartly: 'All the worse, you mean to say.' 'And yet,' said Pinch, pursuing his own thoughts and not this last remark on the part of his friend, 'I must have a good deal of what you call the devil in me, too, or how could I make Pecksniff so uncomfortable?
I wouldn't have occasioned him so much distress--don't laugh, please--for a mine of money; and Heaven knows I could find good use for it too, John.

How grieved he was!' 'HE grieved!' returned the other.
'Why didn't you observe that the tears were almost starting out of his eyes!' cried Pinch.

'Bless my soul, John, is it nothing to see a man moved to that extent and know one's self to be the cause! And did you hear him say that he could have shed his blood for me ?' 'Do you WANT any blood shed for you ?' returned his friend, with considerable irritation.

'Does he shed anything for you that you DO want?
Does he shed employment for you, instruction for you, pocket money for you?
Does he shed even legs of mutton for you in any decent proportion to potatoes and garden stuff ?' 'I am afraid,' said Pinch, sighing again, 'that I am a great eater; I can't disguise from myself that I'm a great eater.