"I am a man as knows what a gentleman likes, and many a one I've had here in my day, sir.

As it chances, I've a bit of the best in my own quarters, and I'll see that you have what you like." "Will," said Law to his brother, who had scarce moved during all this, "come, cheer up! One would think 'twas thyself was to be inmate here, and not another." Will Law burst into tears.
"God knows, 'twere better myself, and not thee, Jack," he said.
"Pish! boy, no more of that! 'Twas as chance would have it.

I'm never meant for staying here.

Come, take this letter, as I said, and make haste to carry it.

'Twill serve nothing to have you moping here.