"I never complained of it, I'm sure."
"No! my mother is not given to complaints," said he, a little proudly. "But so much the more I have to watch over you. Now, as for Fanny there, a little hardship would do her good."
"She is not made of the same stuff as you are, John. She could not bear it."

'I never complained of it, I'm sure.'
'No. You are not given to complaints,' said he, a little proudly. 'But I have to watch over you. Now as for Fanny there, a little hardship would do her good.'
'She is not made of the same stuff as you are, John.' 