“No.”
“Did he have to work for a living?”
“Yes.”
“Then he wasn't a gentleman,” said Oscar, decidedly.
“Isn't anybody a gentleman that has to work for a living?” asked Herbert, his indignation excited by his companion's assumption of superiority.
“Of course not,” said Oscar, coolly. “It isn't respectable to work. Niggers and servants work.”
“That is where I don't agree with you,” said Herbert, his face flushing.
“You don't pretend to be a gentleman, do you?” demanded Oscar, insolently.
“Yes, I do,” said Herbert, firmly.
“But you're not one, you know.”