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He
soon
returned
with
the
bottle
of
wine
:
which
,
according
to
the
custom
of
the
place
,
originating
in
a
scarcity
of
corkscrews
among
the
Collegians
(
in
common
with
a
scarcity
of
much
else
)
,
was
already
opened
for
use
.
‘
Madman
!
A
large
glass
,
’
said
Rigaud
.
Signor
Panco
put
a
tumbler
before
him
;
not
without
a
visible
conflict
of
feeling
on
the
question
of
throwing
it
at
his
head
.
‘
Haha
!
’
boasted
Rigaud
.
‘
Once
a
gentleman
,
and
always
a
gentleman
.
A
gentleman
from
the
beginning
,
and
a
gentleman
to
the
end
.
What
the
Devil
!
A
gentleman
must
be
waited
on
,
I
hope
?
It
’
s
a
part
of
my
character
to
be
waited
on
!
’
He
half
filled
the
tumbler
as
he
said
it
,
and
drank
off
the
contents
when
he
had
done
saying
it
.
‘
Hah
!
’
smacking
his
lips
.
‘
Not
a
very
old
prisoner
that
!
I
judge
by
your
looks
,
brave
sir
,
that
imprisonment
will
subdue
your
blood
much
sooner
than
it
softens
this
hot
wine
.
You
are
mellowing
—
losing
body
and
colour
already
.
I
salute
you
!
’
He
tossed
off
another
half
glass
:
holding
it
up
both
before
and
afterwards
,
so
as
to
display
his
small
,
white
hand
.
‘
To
business
,
’
he
then
continued
.
‘
To
conversation
.
You
have
shown
yourself
more
free
of
speech
than
body
,
sir
.
’
‘
I
have
used
the
freedom
of
telling
you
what
you
know
yourself
to
be
.
You
know
yourself
,
as
we
all
know
you
,
to
be
far
worse
than
that
.
’
‘
Add
,
always
a
gentleman
,
and
it
’
s
no
matter
.
Except
in
that
regard
,
we
are
all
alike
.
For
example
:
you
couldn
’
t
for
your
life
be
a
gentleman
;
I
couldn
’
t
for
my
life
be
otherwise
.
How
great
the
difference
!
Let
us
go
on
.
