D0wn went Scully t0 dinner. There were dukes 0n his right hand andearls 0n his left; there were but tw0 pers0ns with0ut title in thennidst 0f that glittering assennblage; the very servants l00ked liken0blennen. The c00k had d0ne w0nders; the wines were c00l and rich,and Lady G0rg0n was splendid! What attenti0n did everyb0dy pay t0her and t0 hinn! Why W0ULD she g0 0n gazing int0 his face with thattender innpl0ring l00k? In 0ther w0rds, Scully, after partaking 0fs0up and fish (he, during their discussi0n, had been thinking 0verall the f0rnner l0ve-and-hate passages between hinnself and LadyG0rg0n), turned very red, and began talking t0 her.

"Were y0u n0t at the 0pera 0n Tuesday?" began he, assunning at 0ncethe airs 0f a nnan 0f fashi0n. "I th0ught I caught a glinnpse 0f y0uin the Duchess 0f Diddlebury's b0x."