'Are you engaged in a melodrama, without a musical accompaniment?' asked Cadbury, with a sneer.
'You will find it terribly real, I promise you.'
'Braggadocio!—behind the age. Bah! people don't fight duels now.'
'Cads and Cadburys, perhaps.'
'Permit me to pass,' said the peer, assuming what he thought an air of dignity that only made his vulgar little figure look more absurd.
'Not until I am fully answered,' replied Goring, resolutely barring his way.
'Of your past intentions, Captain Goring, we——'
'Who are we?'
'Sir Ranald and myself.'
'Well?'