17/23 you were talking of a bargain... Is it me you want ?... I assure you, sir, that the propinquity of drunken soldiers may disgust me, but it would in no way disturb the equanimity of my temper." "I am quite sure of that, Sir Percy--and I can but repeat what I had the honour of saying to Lady Blakeney just now--I do not desire the death of so accomplished a gentleman as yourself." "Strange, Monsieur," retorted Blakeney, with a return of his accustomed flippancy. |