"My service to him, too! He is like his sister. He is very like his sister. He is devilish like his sister," says Mr. George, laying a great and not altogether complimentary stress on his last adjective.
"And how does the world use you, Mr. George?" Grandfather Smallweed inquires, slowly rubbing his legs.
"Pretty much as usual. Like a football."

"My service to him, too! He is devilish like his sister," says Mr. George.
"And how does the world use you, Mr. George?" Grandfather Smallweed inquires, rubbing his legs.
"Pretty much as usual. Like a football."
