Karim left in high dudgeon, inviting Chandra Babu to do his worst, and the latter forthwith concocted a scheme of vengeance with his manager.
Now roars the thunder of great Accad's cars, Their brazen chariots as blazing stars Through Nuk-khu's depths with streams of blazing fire, Thus fall upon the foe with vengeful ire.
I would have flung from him in resentment; but he would not let me: and what could I do?
Upon the banks a scurf From the foul steam condens'd, encrusting hung, That held sharp combat with the sight and smell.
Stay Sir, stay, You are too hot, and I have brought you Physick To temper your high veins.
Then he became great on the subject of old county families in general, and poured out all the vials of his wrath on "that confounded upstart of a Newbroom, Lord Minchampstead," supplanting all the fine old blood in the country--"Why, sir, that Pentremochyn, and Carcarrow moors too (--good shooting there, there used to be), they ought to be mine, sir, if every man had his rights!"