"All of which only proves the wisdom of my choice in selecting you."
"What! To pepper them with pellets of platitude?" he said, dropping despairingly into an arm-chair.
"No. With eyeshot. Take care!"
"What's the matter?"
"You're sitting on an epigram."
"Take care! You're sitting on an epigram."
The young man started up as if stung, and removed the antimacassar, without, however, seeing the point.
"I hope you don't mind my inquiring whether you have any morals," said Lillie.
"I have as many as Æsop. The strictest investigation courted. References given and exchanged," said the peer lightly.