“You acted in error; barbarously, but in error,” he addressed his uncle.
“And you have got a fine topic for mouthing,” Mr. Romfrey rejoined.
“You mean to sit still under Dr. Shrapnel’s forgiveness?”
“He’s taken to copy the Christian religion, has he?”
“You know you were deluded when you struck him.”
“Not a whit.”
“Yes, you know it now: Mrs. Culling—”
“Drag in no woman, Nevil Beauchamp!”
“She has confessed to you that Dr. Shrapnel neither insulted her nor meant to ruffle her.”
“She has done no such nonsense.”