Me they call Jock, remember." Half an hour later Mike was back again, dressed as a gentleman.
In the drinking-room there was fun enough going on already even without him; for there the rule was, Welcome everybody, and wait for nobody.

The master of the house introduced the newly arrived guest as Michael Kis, Esq., lord of the manor of Nadudvar, who, "like a jolly good fellow," had come disguised as an ostler to the Whitsun Kingship competition, and there acquitted himself like a man.
Every one thought this a most original joke.

It was plain to every eye, moreover, that he was a gentleman and no boor.

All his movements, whether he lolled back on a chair, or leaned his elbows on the table, or chucked his cap in a corner--_betyar_ tricks every one of them--was proof positive that he must have been brought up in good circles.

A real _betyar_ would never have dared to lift up his head here; but this fellow, metaphorically speaking, buttonholed everybody.