Matt. Done anything! I'm a man of the world! nobody can accuse me of being strait-laced, and therefore I suppose you think you can come here and set at defiance all the——it's disgraceful!
Lucas. Would you mind telling me what you're hinting at?
Matt. I'm not hinting! I'm going to speak out very plainly, and I tell you that I look upon your conduct as something atrocious!
Lucas. I say, Uncle, what's all this about?
Matt. What's it about? What's it about? It's about the dairy windows!
Lucas. Then it was you—phew!—so it was you?
Matt. Well, after the dairy windows, can you stand there and tell me you aren't thoroughly, completely, heartily ashamed of yourself?
Lucas. Well, I suppose I am. But, after all, it wasn't so very bad——
Matt. Not bad?!
Lucas. Well, not so d—ee—d awful.