Let him tell us, now--Lala Roy and me--to our very faces, if he thinks we have, between us, made you a lady." Arnold stooped and kissed her hand.
"There is no more perfect lady," he said, "in all the land." "Iris's father, Mr.Arbuthnot, was a gentleman of honorable and ancient family, and I will tell you, presently, as soon as I find it out myself, his real name.

As for his coat-of-arms, he bore Quarterly, first and fourth, two roses and a boar's head erect; second and third, gules and fesse between--strange, now that I have forgotten what it was between.

Everybody calls himself a gentleman nowadays; even Mr.
Chalker, who is going to sell me up, I suppose; but everybody, if you please, is not armiger.

Iris, your father was armiger.

I suppose I am a gentleman on Sundays, when I go to church with Iris, and wear a black coat.