human
It would be unthinkable that Lord Stirling's sword could lay a-rusting when the Boston rabble break clear out o' bounds.
gpt
A Stormont, she said,
human
I am not Lord Stormont, said I, striving to force a smile at the old and tiresome contention.
gpt
Lord Stormont is the King's Ambassador in Paris--if it please you to recollect----
human
You are as surely Viscount Stormont as is Billy Alexander, here, Lord Stirling--and as I am Lady Johnson, she said earnestly.
gpt
What do you care if your titles be disputed by a doddering committee on privileges in the House of Lords? What difference does it make if usurpers wear your honours as long as you know these same stolen titles are your own?
human
A pair o' peers _sans_ peerage,
gpt
I care nothing, said I, still smiling,
human
Sure I am Lord Stirling and no one else; and shall wear my title however they dispute it who deny me my proper seat in their rotten House of Lords!
gpt
I think you are very surely the true Lord Stirling, said I,
human
Jack, she pleaded,