Sir William.
But I shall be out; I shall not be within doors.
Arthur.
Then, if Aunt Trafalgar will receive me, sir, do you think I may be allowed to—to bring Miss Trelawny with me——?
Sir William.
What! ha, I perceive you have already acquired the impudence of your vagabond class, sir; the brazen effrontery of a set of——!
Rose.
[Rising and facing him.] Forgive him! forgive him! oh, Sir William, why may not Arthur become, some day, a splendid gypsy?
Sir William.
Eh?