For a moment after entering he could not speak; he had dined largely, and sat long after dinner; and his face was suffused with blood.

But then, 'Tommy, who is--this--fellow ?' he cried, blurting out the words as if each must be the last.
'Good heavens!' cried the tutor, shocked at the low appellation.' Mr.
Dunborough! Mr.Dunborough! You mistake.

My dear sir, my dear friend, you do not understand.

This is Sir George Soane, whose name must be known to you.

Permit me to introduce him.' 'Then take that for a meddler and a coxcomb, Sir George Soane!' cried the angry man; and quick as thought he struck Sir George, who was at elbows with him, lightly in the face.
Sir George stepped back, his face crimson.