The youngest gentleman in company does so with a thrill; for he feels that a mysterious influence pervades the man who claims that being in the pink scarf for his daughter.
What saith Mr Pecksniff in reply?
Or rather let the question be, What leaves he unsaid?
Nothing.

More punch is called for, and produced, and drunk.

Enthusiasm mounts still higher.

Every man comes out freely in his own character.

The gentleman of a theatrical turn recites.