" "Entreat a fiddlestick!" retorted Mrs. ’ ‘Yes, but I need a word with Gerald,’ protested the captain, hanging back. Anyhow, they didn’t run about so much. Wood brought up. He was beginning to think about her inordinately. Behind the illustrious personages just described marched a troop of stalwart fellows, with white badges in their hats, quarterstaves, oaken cudgels, and links in their hands. ’ ‘Where then is your uniform?’ ‘I don’t wear it to balls. Her aunt leaped unhappily to the thought of penitence. ‘The credentials, milor’,’ he ventured. “Sir John is a man of the world,” her aunt answered coldly.
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