He was with me at the balancing age, when a chap becomes a man or a rotter.

He actually gave up a brilliant career because of me.

He is a great musician, with that strange faculty of taking souls out of people and untwisting them.
I have the gift, too, in a way; but there's always a bit of the devil in me when I play.

Natural bent, I fancy.

And they've killed him!" "No," said Cutty, slowly.