Lord Maltravers laughed harshly.
"My dear fellow," he replied, "what do you take me for?"
"Precisely for that which I know you to be."
"And that is——"
"An unmitigated scoundrel."
"Thank you; personality seems to be your forte," said Maltravers. "And now let me tell you one thing: I am no child to be arrested by you."
"We shall see," answered Jack.
The room, as we have said, was full of rough characters, who were noisy, and inclined to be riotous; wine was flowing freely.
"Boys!" cried Maltravers, in a stentorian voice.
Instantly he was the centre of attraction.