“How, then, of this freedom of speech?”
“You are an interloper. You do not understand.”
“But I am eager to learn; oh, little Boppard, I am so eager to learn!”
“I will not be called so. It is infamous!”
“But it was thus M. de St Denys named you to me.”
“It is different. I am nothing to you.”
“Oh, mon pauvret! it is not so bad. You are at least a little man to me.”
One of the hobnails broke into a guffaw.
“Listen to him! this stranger is a droll! Good! It is much noise about nothing, Boppard.”
“You most happily cap me, sir,” said Ned, with great gravity. “May I have the pleasure of taking wine with you?”