"Hush, my dearest love! we're in Sir Pitt's grounds," interposed his wife.
"I say he has got every vice, Mrs. Crawley. Don't Ma'am, bully me. Didn't he shoot Captain Marker?Didn't he rob young Lord Dovedale at the CocoaTree? Didn't he cross the fight between Bill Soames and the Cheshire Trump, by which I lost forty pound?You know he did; and as for the women, why, you heard that before me, in my own magistrate's room."
