But the Mole was very full of lunch, and self-satisfaction, and pride, and already quite at home in a boat
After all, the best part of a holiday is perhaps not so much to be resting yourself, as to see all the other fellows busy working.
It’s my world, and I don’t want any other.
I like your clothes awfully, old chap
Nothing seems really to matter, that’s the charm of it
conscience pricking him