And not bad sport, either. They know the dinner hour? Seven sharp.
SEWARD.
They do—and they are not the lads to disregard orders.
NORTH.
Four finer fellows are not in Christendom.
SEWARD.
May I presume to ask, sir, what volumes these are lying open on your knees?
NORTH.
The Iliad—and Paradise Lost.
SEWARD.