"
"For my part, I believe it was spontaneous combustion," said
Lord Marney.
"That is a satisfactory solution." said Egremont, "but for my
part, the fire being a fact, and it being painfully notorious
that the people of Marney--"
"Well, sir, the people of Marney"--said his lordship fiercely.
"Are without question the most miserable population in the
county."
"Did Mr St Lys tell you that?" interrupted Lord Marney, white
with rage.
"No, not Mr Lys, but one better acquainted with the
neighbourhood."
"I'll know your informant's name," said Lord Marney with
energy.
"My informant was a woman," said Egremont.
"Lady Maud, I suppose; second-hand from Mr St Lys."
"Mv informant was a woman, and one of the people," said
Egremont.
"Some poacher's drab! I don't care what women say, high or
low, they always exaggerate."
"The misery of a family who live upon seven or even eight
shillings a-week can scarcely be exaggerated."
"What should you know about it? Did you ever live on seven or
eight shillings a-week? What can you know about the people
who pass your time at London clubs or in fine country houses?
I suppose you want the people to live as they do at a house
dinner at Boodle's.
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