“Unfortunately, you, Sir Tristram, knowing nothing of me, and being possessed of a tyrannical disposition – I beg your pardon?’
‘I did not speak,’ replied Sir Tristram, eyeing her frostily.
Miss Thane met his look with one of limpid innocence. ‘Oh, I quite thought you did!’
‘I choked,’ explained Sir Tristram. ‘Pray continue! You had reached my tyrannical disposition.”