"No."
"I suppose you are going to call on him?"
"No, I am not."
"Then you are rather an idiot. Why will you throw away fortune?"
"I am not throwing it away. He is out of town."
"Why don't you go and pay him a visit?"
"I cannot; he has not asked me."
"Not asked you—bosh!—"
"Moncrief," interrupted Wilton, "will you take some more kidney, or ham, or coffee, or anything?"