Sir Walter told me you knew everything.

Where are they ?" "Well, if you must know, ma'am," returned Richard, captivated by the Queen's manner, "they've all gone down the river to see a prize-fight between Goliath and Samson." "See there!" cried Xanthippe.

"That's what this club makes possible.
Socrates told me he was coming here to take luncheon with Carlyle, and they've both of 'em gone off to a disgusting prize-fight!" "Yes, ma'am, they have," said Richard; "and if Goliath wins, I don't think Mr.Socrates will get home this evening." "Betting, eh ?" said Xanthippe, scornfully.
"Yes, ma'am," returned Richard.
"More club!" cried Xanthippe.
"Oh no, ma'am," said Richard.

"Betting is not allowed in the club; they're very strict about that.

But the shore is only ten feet off, ma'am, and the gentlemen always go ashore and make their bets." During this little colloquy Elizabeth and Ophelia were wandering about, admiring everything they saw.
"I do wish Lucretia Borgia and Calpurnia could see this.