"Very good, madam! Though, 'umbly craving your ladyship's pardon, my lady, your aunt wished me to tell you most express——"
"Well, tell her I won't!"
"My lady, I will—immediate!" So saying, the large footman bowed again, blinked again and bore himself off, blinking as he went.
"And now, Major d'Arcy, if you will condescend to abase yourself we will continue our sewing lesson."
"But mam——"
"Do—not——"
"Your ladyship's guests——"
"Pooh! to my ladyship's guests! Come, be kneeling, sir, and take heed you don't break my thread."
"Now I wonder," said the Major, "I wonder what your lackey thinks——"
"He don't, he can't, he never does—except about food or drink or tobacco—faugh!"