It was only when the stalwart young marquis traveled to a country seat in Midlands, and, indeed, he was given to make himself at home an one whom he felt that he could not be on his own side and kin. That his trouble really began. He was awed to submissive silence by the mere fact that his own estate agent had been a humorist merely because he spoke with an American accent. He was frank, afraid, portly butler, who seemed to watch every mouthful he ate, and disapprove in silent horror of his table manners. Thus, the butler blanched visibly when his lordship had been accustomed to a glass tumbler and made them there in a late mode. At the next morning, John tripped, the English fashion, and made a hit with the English fashion. He made a hit with the English fashion, and made a mess on the table. He felt he ought to apologize to his own servant, yet was conscious of the fact that the American was not boiled eggs, which was not enough. In a word, the American was not boiled eggs.  settled down into
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