But it was a little less than two years ago when you were here." "It is scarcely polite," said I, "to question the veracity of a man you never saw before and of whom you know positively nothing." Suddenly my head began to throb again and I grew dizzy.

"You hit me rather soundly with that pistol.

Still, your eye ought to be a recompense." He replied with a scowl.
"Perhaps your name is ------" "Winthrop, John Winthrop, if that will throw any light on the subject."' "One name is as good as another," with a smile of unbelief.
"That is true.

What's in a name?
There is little difference, after all, between the names of the nobility and the rabble." "You are determined to irritate me beyond measure," said he.

A German is the most sensitive man in the world as regards his title.
"Grant that I have some cause.