And you have to thank her presence, hot-headed boy, that I do not chastise your insolence as it deserves. Anything in the least irregular is like poison to him. ‘Your master in?’ he demanded of the astonished footman, removing his cockaded hat and handing it over. Perhaps an hour later he would begin again. His father and mother are gone now. Drive away the cat; throw that measure of gin through the window; and tell me why you've not so much as touched the packing-case for Lady Trafford, which I particularly desired you to complete against my return. Sheer calculation on his.
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