‘Who began it?’ said Sir Felix, sitting down again.  Whereupon Lord Grasslough, who had finished his dinner, walked out of the room.  ’That fellow is always wanting to quarrel.’

‘There’s one comfort, you know,’ said Dolly.  ’It wants two men to make a quarrel.’

‘Yes; it does,’ said Sir Felix, taking this as a friendly observation; ‘and I’m not going to be fool enough to be one of them.’

‘Oh, yes, I meant it fast enough,’ said Grasslough afterwards up in the card-room.  The other men who had been together had quickly followed him, leaving Sir Felix alone, and they had collected themselves there not with the hope of play, but thinking that they would be less interrupted than in the smoking-room.  ’I don...