"What words for a lady to hear! After all, you must remember you never made any inquiries." "Inquiries! What for should I be making inquiries about my guests?
YOU never dropped a word of such a thing! Who'd have listened if I had?
It was just Lord Tulliwuddle this and Lord Tulliwuddle that from morning to night since ever he came to the Castle." "Duncan's so simple-minded," groaned Mrs.Gallosh.
"And what were you, I'd like to know?
What were you ?" retorted her justly incensed spouse.

"Never a word did I hear, but just that he was such an aristocratic young man, and any one could see he had blue blood in his veins, and stuff of that kind!" "I more than once had my own doubts about that," said the alcohol expert with a knowing wink.

"There was something about him---- Ah, well, he was not exactly my own idea of a lord." "YOUR idea ?" scoffed his oldest and best of friends.

"What do YOU know of lords, I'd like to know ?" "Well, well," answered the sage peaceably, "maybe we've neither of us had much opportunity of judging of the nobility.

It's just more bad luck than anything else that you should have gone to the expense of setting up in style in a lord's castle and then having this downcome.