“Ah! then you have never seen Lord Tattersalls. He is a very superior young man. We were very intimate with him indeed. Dolly, dear!”
“Yes, ma.”
“You remember our particular friend Lord Viscount Tattersalls?”
“Was he a bishop?” asked Miss Fanny Newt.
“Law! no, my dear. He was a—he was a—why, he was a Viscount, you know—a Viscount.”
“Oh! a Viscount?”
“Yes, a Viscount.”
“Ah! a Viscount.”
“Well, Dolly dear, do you see how much Mr. Abel Newt resembles Lord Tattersalls?”
“Yes, ma.”