"One thing at a time, my lord," said the president of the Bold Bucks.

"Let us attend to the matter of Mr.Caryll." "Dons and the devil! Does your grace take sides with him ?" "I take no sides.

But I owe it to myself--we all owe it to ourselves--that this matter should be cleared." Rotherby leered at him, his lip trembling with anger.

"Does the president of the Bold Bucks pretend to administrate a court of honor ?" he sneered heavily.
"Your lordship will gain little by this," Wharton admonished him, so coldly that Rotherby belatedly came to some portion of his senses again.
The duke turned to Caryll.

"Mr.Caryll," said he, "Sir Harry has given you very handsome credentials, which would seem to prove you worthy the hospitality of White's.