And if it be any matter to your ladyship, you have only your unmannerly words to thank for it.' 'Ho! ho!' the viscountess cried in affected contempt.

'Are we to be called in question by creatures like these?
You vixen! I spit upon you!' Mr.Thomasson smiled in a sickly fashion.

For one thing, he began to feel hungry; he had not supped.

For another, he wished that he had kept his mouth shut, or had never left Oxford.

With a downcast air, 'I think it might be better,' he said, 'if your ladyship were to withdraw from this company.' But her ladyship was at that moment as dangerous as a tigress.