“Of course.”
“Do you call yourself a gentleman?”
This was asked with such insulting emphasis that Andy, good-natured as he was, flushed with indignation.
Still he answered, calmly:
“I mean to behave like a gentleman, and, as long as I do that, I call myself one.”
Herbert laughed scornfully.
“Perhaps when you are living in the poorhouse you will call yourself a gentleman,” he said.
“What have I got to do with the poorhouse?” Andy asked, looking Herbert steadily in the eye.
“I refer you to my father,” said Herbert, mockingly.
“Explain yourself, or perhaps I may not treat you like a gentleman,” said Andy, in a tone which caused Herbert to draw back involuntarily.