"You made an 'allusion,' as you term it, to Miss Burton, eh!--the
young lady who was put under my charge, and who comes from one of
the best families in New England. I know what kind of allusions
fellows of your kidney make;" and the incensed host struck his bell
sharply.
"Send the porter here instantly," he said to the boy who answered.
"What do you mean to do?" asked Sibley, turning pale.
"I mean to put you out of my house within the next ten minutes,"
said Mr. Burleigh, emphatically. "You might as well have made an
allusion to my wife as to Miss Burton; and let me tell you that
if you wag your wanton tongue again, I'll have my colored waiters
whip you off the premises."
"But where shall I go?" whined Sibley, now thoroughly cowed.
"Go to the nearest kennel or sty you can find. Either place would
be more appropriate for you than my house. Mr. Van Berg and Mr.
Stanton, I think you for your conduct in this affair. You are
correct in supposing that I wish to entertain only gentlemen and
ladies."
Sibley now began to bluster about law and vengeance.
"Be still, sir," thundered Mr. Burleigh. "One of the carriages
will take you to the depot or landing as you choose.
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