'This is too bad.

Who wants to get away ?' 'Who wants to get away!' cried John, shaking him.

'Why you do, sir, you do.

You're the boy, sir,' added John, collaring with one band, and aiding the effect of a farewell bow to the visitor with the other, 'that wants to sneak into houses, and stir up differences between noble gentlemen and their sons, are you, eh?
Hold your tongue, sir.' Joe made no effort to reply.

It was the crowning circumstance of his degradation.