'I didn't know it was a _tete-a-tete_.

Cheer up, man,' he continued, giving Lord Lowborough a thump on the back, which caused the latter to recoil from him with looks of ineffable disgust and irritation.
'Come, I want to speak with you a bit.' 'Speak, then.' 'But I'm not sure it would be quite agreeable to the lady what I have to say.' 'Then it would not be agreeable to me,' said his lordship, turning to leave the room.
'Yes, it would,' cried the other, following him into the hall.

'If you've the heart of a man, it would be the very ticket for you.

It's just this, my lad,' he continued, rather lowering his voice, but not enough to prevent me from hearing every word he said, though the half-closed door stood between us.

'I think you're an ill-used man--nay, now, don't flare up; I don't want to offend you: it's only my rough way of talking.