I daresay he's well enough in his place, though he seems to be very forward and presuming, but you know that he's not your equal." "He is not my equal in knowledge, but I shouldn't be surprised if he would be some time.

You'd be astonished to see how fast he gets on." "I daresay.

But I mean in social position." "It seems to me you can't think of anything but social position." "Well, it's worth thinking about." "No doubt, as far as it is deserved.

But when it is founded on nothing but money, I wouldn't give much for it." "Of course we all know that the higher classes are more refined--" "Than printers' devils and vulgar apprentices, I suppose," put in Oscar, laughing, "Yes." "Well, if refinement consists in wearing kid gloves and stunning neckties, I suppose the higher classes, as you call them, are more refined." "Do you mean me ?" demanded Fletcher, who was noted for the character of his neckties.
"Well, I can't say I don't.

I suppose you regard yourself as a representative of the higher classes, don't you ?" "To be sure I do," said Fletcher, complacently.
"So I supposed.