The things we do!

"
"D--n you, go out, and don't stand staring there, you booby!" screams out
Sir Barnes to the clerk. "Stop, Boltby. Colonel Newcome, unless you leave
this room I shall--I shall----"
"You shall call a policeman. Send for the gentleman, and I will tell the
Lord Mayor what I think of Sir Barnes Newcome, Baronet. Mr. Boltby, shall
we have the constable in?"
"Sir, you are an old man, and my father's brother, or you know very well
I would----"
"You would what, Sir? Upon my word, Barnes Newcome" (here the Colonel's
two hands and the bamboo cane came from the rear and formed in front),
"but that you are my father's grandson, after a menace like that, I would
take you out and cane you in the presence of your clerks. I repeat, sir,
that I consider you guilty of treachery, falsehood, and knavery. And if I
ever see you at Bays's Club, I will make the same statement to your
acquaintance at the west end of the town. A man of your baseness ought to
be known, sir; and it shall be my business to make men of honour aware of
your character.


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