It reeks of the City of London.

And do not look so miserable.' 'I, madam?
my dear lady!' the General flashed out in a radiance that dulled instantly.
'Well,' said she cheerfully, 'and you're for the old woman ?' 'For Lady Camper.' 'You are seductive in your flatteries, General.

Well, then, we have to speak of business.' 'My affairs----' General Ople was beginning, with perturbed forehead; but Lady Camper held up her finger.
'We will touch on your affairs incidentally.

Now listen to me, and do not exclaim until I have finished.

You know that these two young ones have been whispering over the wall for some months.