"Any one you know?"
"I have met the man."
"Decent?"
"Disgustingly indecent, I should say." John looked very black, for even with him the feeling about the Whartons and the Vaughans and the Fletchers was very strong. "He's a man I should say you wouldn't let into Longbarns."
"There might be various reasons for that. It might be that you wouldn't care to meet him."
"Well;—no,—I don't suppose I should. But without that you wouldn't like him. I don't think he's an Englishman."
"A foreigner!"
"He has got a foreign name."
"An Italian nobleman?"
"I don't think he's noble in any country."