So I found my host, and thanked him for my entertainment.

He gave me good-evening hastily, as if he were glad to be rid of me.
At the hall door some one tapped me on the shoulder, and I turned to find my silken cavalier.
"It seems you are a gentleman, sir," he said, "so I desire a word with you.

Your manners at table deserved a whipping, but I will condescend to forget them.

But a second offence shall be duly punished." He spoke in a high, lisping voice, which was the latest London importation.
I looked him square in the eyes.

He was maybe an inch taller than me, a handsome fellow, with a flushed, petulant face and an overweening pride in his arched brows.
"By all means let us understand each other," I said.