"I can't lose; I've got to see your face if I lift your veil myself."
"Yes, yes, raise and expose her mugg," cried one; "if she were a beaut she would'nt let you lose that way. Lift her veil."
It was time for Oscar to interfere and he said:
"That will do, young fellow."
"Will it?" cried the man in a fierce tone.
"Yes."
"What have you got to say about it anyhow?"
"This lady is in my company, under my protection."
"Oh, is she?"
"She is."