Glancing half round, as he turned away from the wine shop, Philip saw Raoul and two of his companions rising.

He walked off in a leisurely manner and, a few paces farther, turned down a side street.

He heard steps following him, and then a voice said: "Hold, young sir.

I would have a word with you." Philip turned, with an expression of angry surprise.
"Are you addressing me, sir?
I would have you know that am not accustomed to be spoken to, in that fashion; and that I bear an insult from no one." Raoul laughed.
"Are you equally particular, sir, when you are going about in peasant's clothes ?" "I am not good at riddles, sir," Philip said haughtily, "and can only suppose that your object is to pick a quarrel with me; though I am not conscious of having given you offence.

However, that matters little.