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— some " shades " or " finish," such as the well-known 

 Lord Waterford used to delight in frequenting — and 

 there became the butt of a huge, bruiser-looking fellow, 

 who resented his white tie and ultra-aristocratic ap- 

 pearance. He bore the giant's rude banter and coarse 

 raillery with consummate good-humour for some 

 time, till at last something was said or done 

 which went beyond his power of endurance, when he 

 walked up to the burly ruffian, and in his sweet, 

 womanly tones said, to the astonishment of all 

 present : " Look here, sir, if you behave like this, 

 I'm afraid I shall have to beat you." "Beat me!" 

 roared the pugilist, and he filled the vaulted den 

 with derisive laughter, in which all but a few who 

 knew, or suspected they knew, who the diaphanous 

 looking young man was, loudly joined. " Yes," with still 

 lower and gentler tones, and a more decided lisp, 

 replied the latter, " becase you've inthulted me." 

 And now, as the matter began to look grave, by- 

 standers on both sides interfered, and tried to settle 

 the quarrel ; some telling the young " swell " not to 



