human
I beg you will think nothing of it--for it really signifies nothing at all, Mr. Titmouse,
gpt
Oh dear! oh my Lord--your Ladyship--what an _uncommon_ stupid ass!
human
Pray _don't_ distress yourself, Mr. Titmouse, said Lady Cecilia, really feeling for his evident misery,
gpt
I beg--humbly beg pardon--please your Lordship--your Ladyship. I'll replace it with the best in London the very first thing in the morning.
human
Give yourself no concern--'tis only a _trifle_, Mr. Titmouse!--You understand, ha, ha?
gpt
But if your Lordship will only allow me--expense is no object. I know the very best shop in Oxford Street.
human
Suppose we take a glass of champagne together, Mr. Titmouse?