Tallboys too.
Whatever you choose to call her, you cannot approve of a stranger
and foreigner being insulted here. It is that about which I care--
not myself; I have seen none of them since, nor shall I do so until
a full apology has been made to my guest and to myself."
"You have not told me the offence."
"In the first place, there was an absurd form of Christmas-tree, to
which one was dragged blindfold, and sedulously made ridiculous; and
I--I had a dust-pan and brush. Yes, I had, in mockery of our
endeavours to purify that unhappy street."
"I should have taken it as a little harmless fun," said Raymond.
"Depend on it, it was so intended."
"What, when Mrs. Tallboys had a padlock and key? I see you are
determined to laugh at it all. Most likely they consulted you
beforehand."
"Cecil, I cannot have you talk such nonsense. Is this all you have
to complain of?"
"No. There was a charade on the word Blockhead, where your brother
Charles and the two De Lanceys caricatured what they supposed to be
Mrs. Tallboys' doctrines."
"How did she receive it?"
"Most good-humouredly; but that made it no better on their part.
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