“There, then—there, don’t cry, and I will not make use of bad language about that hoarding; but if this is the behaviour of an English nobleman, I’m glad I’m plain Doctor Salado. Now breakfast; and my coffee’s cold.”
Volume One—Chapter Two.
His Lordship is Angry.
“I say it’s a shame, father, and a disgrace to you.”
“And I say you are a confounded insolent young puppy; and if you dare to speak to me again like that—”
“Oh, hush, Edward dear! Denis, my boy, pray don’t!”
“But I shall be ashamed to go about the place, mamma. It is so mean and petty.”
“How dare you, sir! how dare you!” cried Lord Pinemount. “Don’t dictate to me. I’ve put up with too much, and I mean to end it all. How dare he—a confounded Yankee!”