“You bear in mind our conversation of yesterday?”
“I do, sir, and am ready to perform the honourable service you mentioned to me.”
Albert laid some stress upon the word honourable, and Learmont replied, coldly,—
“Well, sir, it is honourable service.”
“I know it is, sir.”
“You know it is.”
“Yes, sir—I know it is so, or, as the son of a soldier and a gentleman, I should never have had it proposed to me by you.”
A sneer passed over Learmont’s face as he said,—
“My young friend, soldiers, and gentlemen, and their sons, are not all as particular as you.”
“I am sorry for it, sir.”