"The very man—watch him!"
"I will, sir."
"Day and night."
"The charge for night duty——"
The Duke allowed the self-conscious gardener to feel a second sovereign.
"I will, sir, day and night."
"Now go away and get dumb," said his Grace, returning softly to the cedar-wood parlour.
As things did not seem very lively that evening in the purple drawing-room, Mrs. Verulam sent for the powdered Frederick, and told him to set the orchestrion going. This order quickly produced Mr. Harrison, in a state of mania.
"The employment of the instrument, ma'am, is against Mrs. Lite's orders, oh, most certainly!" he exclaimed in great excitement.