‘Rupert, it is most serious. He meant to elope with the bourgeoise, and oh, Rupert, he has taken the wrong sister!’ Rupert stared at her blankly. ‘Taken the wrong sister? Well, I’ll be damned!’ He shook his head. ‘Y’know, Léonie, that boy drinks too much. If this don’t beat all!’ ‘He wasn’t drunk, imbécile! At least,’ added Léonie conscientiously, ‘I do not think he was.’ ‘Must have been,’ said his lordship.
