Non, non! Mon Dieu! Not a pig--a prig! Is it not so ?" "True, true, count," I returned, unable to restrain a laugh.

"It is the affectation of virtue that makes frank vice attractive by comparison." "Ah, true, true, my dear baron.

May I proceed with my errand ?" "Proceed, count." "Monsieur le Comte Hamilton begs me to say that he was called away from London early to-day on the king's business, but that he will return in four weeks.

When he returns he will do himself the honor to send me again, asking you to name a friend, unless you prefer to apologize, which no gentleman would do in a case of this sort.

You said, I am told, that Monsieur le Comte lied.