"Suits the old lady capitally." "Mrs.Vandaleur," said Major Buller, "can afford to be independent of appearances to an extent that would not perhaps be safe for most of us." "You're right there, Buller," said the Surgeon.

"Wonderfully queenly she is! That fur cloak looks like an ermine robe on her." "I don't think you'd like to see me in it!" tittered his wife.
"I don't say I should," returned the Surgeon, rather smartly.
"My dear," said Mrs.Buller, "you must make up your mind to be jealous of the Duchess.

All gentlemen are mad about her." "The Duchess!" said Mrs.O'Connor, in a tone of respect.

"I thought you said----" "Oh, she is not really a duchess, my dear; it's only a nickname.

I'll tell you all about it some day.