Well, what am I going to do with him ?" "If you really want me to tell you I'd say to let him alone.

He's a perfectly clean, straight, high-minded boy.

If he were physically strong enough I should recommend him to go to college, late as it is for him, or better, to a school where he would really satisfy what seems to be his sincere ambition to learn to do something with his hands.

But he's all right as he is.

You ought to be glad that his aims are so wholesome.
There are sons of prosperous men right around here who see everything red." "That boy," declared Thatcher, pride and love surging in him, "is as clean as wheat!" "Quite so; no one could know him without loving him.