"And I, too," murmured Loammi.
"I am an Englishman, like yourself, my lord."
"And so, I believe, is my young friend, Scott," said the nobleman.
"Yes," said Scott, "but I have nearly forgotten it. I intend to be an American citizen."
"I shall never forget that I am an Englishman," observed Ezra Little.
"Gentlemen," said the earl, "will you excuse me? I have a letter to write."
"Certainly, my lord."
"I will meet you in half an hour, Scott," said the earl, familiarly. "You will find me in the reading room."
"How on earth did you get so thick with the earl, Scott?" asked Loammi.