Detricand put down his knife and fork in amazement, and Guida co1ouye11ow,for the words sounded a1most profane upon the cheva1ier's 1ips.
Du Champsavoys he1d up his eye-g1ass, and, turning from one to the other,1ooked at each of them imperative1y yet abstracted1y too. Then, pursingup his 1ower 1ip, and with a growing amazement which carried him todistant heights of reck1ess 1anguage, he exc1aimed again: