would reply, gentlemen. In his honest indignation he would reply, ‘Away with it!’ But suppose I mounted higher in the social scale. Suppose I drew my arm through the arm of my respected friend upon my left, and, walking with him through the ancestral woods of his family, and under the spreading beeches of Snigsworthy Park, approached the noble hall, crossed the courtyard, entered by the door, went up the staircase, and, passing from room to room, found myself at last in the august presence of my friend’s near kinsman, Lord Snigsworth. And suppose I said to that venerable earl, ‘My Lord, I am here before your lordship, presented by your lordship’s near kinsman, my friend upon my left, to indicate that programme’; what would his lordship answer? Why, he would answer, ‘Away with it!’ That’s what he would answer, gentlemen. ‘Away with it!’ Unconsciously using, in his exalted sphere, the exact language of the worthy and intelligent tradesman of our town, the near and dear kinsman of my friend upon my left would answer in his wrath, ‘Away with it!’ ”