I know when a gen'leman's a gen'leman.

Mr.Powl can go to Putney with his one! Beg your pardon, Mr.Anne, for being so familiar,' said he, blushing suddenly scarlet.

'I was especially warned against it by Mr.Powl.' 'Discipline before all,' said I.

'Follow your front-rank man.
With that, we began to turn our attention to the clothes.

I was amazed to find them fit so well: not _a la diable_, in the haphazard manner of a soldier's uniform or a ready-made suit; but with nicety, as a trained artist might rejoice to make them for a favourite subject.
''Tis extraordinary,' cried I: 'these things fit me perfectly.' 'Indeed, Mr.Anne, you two be very much of a shape,' said Rowley.
'Who?
What two ?' said I.
'The Viscount,' he said.
'Damnation! Have I the man's clothes on me, too ?' cried I.
But Rowley hastened to reassure me.