"You do not recognise me, sir; I have had the honour of seeing you in your public capacity in the City, when I have called at the bank, the bearer of my brother-in-law's generous----" "Never mind that, Honeyman!" cried the Colonel.
"But I do mind, my dear Colonel," answers Mr.Honeyman.

"I should be a very bad man, and a very ungrateful brother, if I ever forgot your kindness." "For God's sake leave my kindness alone." "He'll never leave it alone as long as he can use it," muttered Mr.
Barnes in his teeth; and turning to his uncle, "May I take you home, sir?
my cab is at the door, and I shall be glad to drive you." But the Colonel said he must talk to his brother-in-law for a while, and Mr.
Barnes, bowing very respectfully to him, slipped under a dowager's arm in the doorway, and retreated silently downstairs.
Newcome was now thrown entirely upon the clergyman, and the latter described the personages present to the stranger, who was curious to know how the party was composed.

Mrs.Newcome herself would have been pleased had she heard Honeyman's discourse regarding her guests and herself.

Charles Honeyman so spoke of most persons that you might fancy they were listening over his shoulder.

Such an assemblage of learning, genius, and virtue, might well delight and astonish a stranger.