"Yet the father must be garnished and tricked out," said the old lady, "because of his deportment.

I'd deport him! Transport him would be better!" I felt curious to know more concerning this person.

I asked, "Does he give lessons in deportment now ?" "Now!" returned the old lady shortly.

"Never did." After a moment's consideration, I suggested that perhaps fencing had been his accomplishment.
"I don't believe he can fence at all, ma'am," said the old lady.
I looked surprised and inquisitive.

The old lady, becoming more and more incensed against the master of deportment as she dwelt upon the subject, gave me some particulars of his career, with strong assurances that they were mildly stated.
He had married a meek little dancing-mistress, with a tolerable connexion (having never in his life before done anything but deport himself), and had worked her to death, or had, at the best, suffered her to work herself to death, to maintain him in those expenses which were indispensable to his position.