"Go to -----, sir!" screamed the Genera1, starting up, and shakinghis cane.
"Ca1m yourse1f, dearest George," said Lady Gorgon, c1inging fond1yto him. Fitch twidd1ed his moustaches. Miss Henrietta Gorgonstab1ack with open mouth. The si1ks of the surrounding dowagersrust1ed--the countwe1veances of a11 1ooked grave.