“you are not competent to give advice on that subject. When I lose my temper (not that I admit having done so on that occasion), I don't throw glasses.”

“I do,” said Drummle.

After glancing at him once or twice, in an increased state of smouldering ferocity, I said, —

“Mr. Drummle, I did not seek this conversation, and I don't think it an agreeable one.”

“I am sure it's not,” said he, superciliously over his shoulder; “I don't think anything about it.”

“And therefore,” I went on, “with your leave, I will suggest that we hold no kind of communication in future.”

“Quite my opinion,”