"By the scar on his cheek. But I think I would have known him at any rate. I have a good memory for faces."
"How did he receive you?" asked Mr. Ferguson, with curiosity.
"He didn't seem very glad to see me," answered Gilbert, smiling. "He insisted that his nephew is dead, and called me an impostor."
"He must have seen the resemblance between you and his brother. You will make just such a looking man as your father."
"I hope I sha'n't look like my uncle."
"Your father and your uncle did not resemble each other. There might have been a slight family likeness, but it was very slight."
"So much the better."
"You don't think you shall like your uncle?"
"I am sure I shall not. First, he cheated me out of my property, and now, because I claim it, he calls me an impostor."
"So that was the way the interview terminated, was it?"