He was in a trifling mood, and the stupidity of this runagate debtor afforded him opportunities to indulge it.

"Why, true," said he, "now that I come to look, I perceive that it is indeed black." And again was Sir Rowland disconcerted.

Still he pursued the lesson he had taught himself.
"You are mistaken again," said he, "that hat is green." "Indeed ?" quoth Mr.Wilding, like one surprised and he turned to Trenchard, who was enjoying himself.

"What is your own opinion of it, Nick ?" Thus appealed to, Trenchard's reply was prompt.

"Why, since you ask me," said he, "my opinion is that it's a noisome thing not meet for a gentleman's table." And he took it up, and threw it through the window.
Sir Rowland was entirely put out of countenance.