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player, which he had saved out of a bowl that he had been making for himself.
"Oh, by all manner of means, Sir!" cried Sir Lyell, sneeringly giving way: "pray don't let me mar your generosity!"
Ellis declined the negus, but, rejoicing in any safe and honest protection, entreated that Mr. Tedman would have the goodness to order one of his servants to see her home.
Sir Lyell, sneeringly, and again placing himself before her, demanded to play the part of the domestic; and Mr. Tedman, extremely disconcerted, as well as disappointed by the rejection of his negus, hung back ashamed.
Ellis, now, feeling a call for the most spirited exertion to rescue herself from this impertinence, begged Mr. Tedman to stop; and then, addressing the young Baronet with dignity, said, "If, as I believe, I have the honour of speaking to Sir Lyell Sycamore, he will rather, I
