"The honor is too great for me.

I cannot remain seated unless----" "Very pretty," said the Marquis coolly as young Captain Yeovil helped his reluctant young betrothed to her feet.

"Your health, monsieur," he continued, taking up his own glass.

"By all the saints, sir," he added as he drained his glass, "you have acted quite like a gentleman." "'Quite,' my uncle ?" quoted the young woman with deep emphasis on the word.
"Well, what more could I say to a Marteau ?" "What more indeed," said the young officer, smiling in proud disdain.
"Damme if I wouldn't have left the 'quite' out," muttered the elder Yeovil.
"I have your leave to withdraw now, monsieur ?" asked the young officer.
"You dismissed me a moment since." "Now I ask you to stay.

By the cross of St.Louis," said the old Marquis, fingering his order, "I am proud of you, young man.