I venture to put a question to my grandson, Miss Trelawny.

_Arthur._

Yes, sir, it is quite true.

_Sir William._

Then, sir, let me acqueent you that these are not the manners, nor the

practices, of a gentleman.

_Arthur._

No, sir?

_Sir William._

No, sir, they are the manners, and the practices, of a Troubadour.

_Miss Gower._

A troubadour in Cavendish Square! quite out of place!

_Arthur._

I--I'm very sorry, sir; I--I never looked at it in that light.

_Sir William._

[_Snuffing._] Ah--h--h--h! ho! pi--i--i--sh!

_Arthur._

But at the same time, sir, I dare say--of course I don't speak from

precise knowledge--but I dare say there were a good many--a good

many-----

_Sir William._

Good many--what sir?

_Arthur._

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