He glanced at one of the portraits, and said, "Who is that girl up there?
Tell us her name.
Talking of Mrs.Lovell, has she ever seen it ?" "If you'll put on your coat, my dear Algy, I will talk to you about Mrs.
Lovell." Edward kept his penetrative eyes on Algernon.

"Listen to me: you'll get into a mess there." "If I must listen, Ned, I'll listen in my shirt-sleeves, with all respect to the lady." "Very well.

The shirt-sleeves help the air of bravado.

Now, you know that I've what they call 'knelt at her feet.' She's handsome.

Don't cry out.