No bold-eyed young chap ever saw the leg of any lady in my charge--not so much as the top of a boot, because I knaw how to taake them down.

I'm well known to some of the 'ighest ladies in the land because I 'ev been aable to take care of their legs when they were goin' down.

I've had letters from them thaankin' me.

You've no idea how grateful they be." This startling instance of the stern morality of aristocratic womanhood was unfortunately wasted on Barrant, whose thoughts had reverted to the principal preoccupation of his mind.

Mr.Portgartha rambled on.
"Aw, but it's strange to be meetin' you like this, in old Garge's wagonette.