‘Say ‘‘Scamp,’’ ’ continued his lordship, dictating again, ‘ ‘‘is engaged, but I’ll be with you at feeding-time.’’ ’
(‘Scamp’s engaged,’ read Puffington, with a contemptuous curl of the lip -- ‘Scamp’s engaged: I like the impudence of a fellow like that calling noblemen nicknames.’)
The letter concluded by advising Puffington to stick to the Beaufort Justice blood, for there was nothing in the world like it. And now, having got both our friends booked for visits, we must yield precedence to the nobleman, and accompany him to Jawleyford Court.