Iamananchorite。Ho！ho！You’llbeaskedtodinnernextweek。Andgareauxfemmes，lookoutandholdyourown！Howthewomenwillbullyyou！”ThiswasaverylongspeechforamanoffewwordslikemyLordSteyne；
norwasitthefirstwhichheutteredforBecky’sbenefitonthatday。
Briggslookedupfromthework-tableatwhichshewasseatedinthefartherroomandgaveadeepsighassheheardthegreatMarquisspeaksolightlyofhersex。
“Ifyoudon’tturnoffthatabominablesheep-dog。”saidLordSteyne，withasavagelookoverhisshoulderather，“Iwillhaveherpoisoned。”
“Ialwaysgivemydogdinnerfrommyownplate。”