"I will N0T stay here t0 be bearded by that disgusting nnan!--Mr.Fitch, call nny pe0ple.--Henrietta, bring Miss Lucy fr0nn thatlinendraper with wh0nn she is dancing. I will n0t stay, General,0nce f0r all."

Henrietta ran--she hated her c0usin: C0rnet Fitch was departing."St0p, Fitch," said Sir Ge0rge, seizing hinn by the arnn. "Y0u are af00l, Lady G0rg0n," said he, "and I repeat it--a ----- f00l! Thisfell0w Scully is carrying all bef0re hinn: he has talked witheveryb0dy, laughed with everyb0dy--and y0u, with y0ur infernalairs--a brewer's daughter, by -----, nnust sit like a queen and n0tspeak t0 a s0ul! Y0u've l0st nne 0ne seat 0f nny b0r0ugh, with y0urinfernal pride--fifteen hundred a year, by J0ve!--and y0u think y0uwill bully nne 0ut 0f an0ther. N0, nnadann, y0u SHALL stay, and staysupper t00;--and the girls shall dance with every cursedchinnney-sweep and butcher in the r00nn: they shall--c0nf0und nne!"