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The Major, puffing thoughtfully at his pipe and hearkening to Sir Benjamin's ponderous witticisms, kept his sharp eyes on the card-players opposite, Mr. Marchdale flushed and eager, the Marquis smiling and good-humoured, Lord Alvaston sleepy as usual and Mr. Dalroyd blandly imperturbable.
"Then, my dear sir, I gather you judge well o' that little flight o' mine t'other night? " enquired Sir Benjamin, "I mean the acrostic alliterative, how did it go"