It was only when the ladies had left us that Sir Anthony referred to the subject.
"I suppose you know that young Randall Holmes has bolted." "So his mother informed me to-day." He pricked his ears.

"Does she know where he has gone to ?" "No," said I.
"What did I tell you ?" said Sir Anthony.
I held up my glass of port to the light and looked through it.
"A lot of damfoolishness, my dear old friend," said I.
He grew angry.

A man doesn't like to be coldly called a damfool at his own table.

He rose on his spurs, in his little red bantam way.

Was I too much of an idiot to see the connection?
As soon as the Carlisle business became known, this young scoundrel flies the country.