I half rose from my seat, demanding fiercely: "Are you speaking to me, sir ?" "If the shoe fits, you can wear it," was the grinning answer; and then there was a shout from the whole audience--hooting, laughter, clapping of hands--and I felt that I had made a Dundreary of myself.
"We beg parding," went on the rascal, stepping back and bowing.

"We had no intentions of being personal--meant no young gentleman in partikilar.

We _always_ make a point of asking a few questions in general.

Here comes mademoiselle, the celebrated tight-rope dancer," etc., etc., and the thousand eyes which had been glued to my scarlet face were diverted to a new attraction.
"I'll thrash that scoundrel within an inch of his life," I said to young Knickerbocker, who was sitting behind me beside his sister.
"You will have to whip the whole circus, then; these fellows all stand by each other.

Your policy is to let the matter drop." "I'll whip the whole circus, then," I retorted, savagely.
"Please don't," said a soft voice, and I wilted under it.
"It maddens me to be always made ridiculous before _you_," I whispered.