The breezy Admiral kept up this conversation, punctuated with
little taps, each one of which left its crimson trace on the old
gentleman's white shirt-front, until the whole shilling's-worth
was placed in position. Mr. Bankes-Stanhope was too irate to
notice these little manoeuvres; he maintained his hectoring tone,
and never glanced down at his shirt-front. Finally Lord Charles
left, and the old gentleman, still puffing and blowing with wrath,
struggled into his overcoat, and went off to an official party at
Sir Michael Hicks-Beach's, where his appearance with twelve red
penny stamps adhering to his shirt-front must have created some
little astonishment.
In the '86 Parliament there was a certain Member, sitting on the
Conservative side, who had the objectionable habit of removing his
boots (spring-sided ones, too!) in the House, and of sitting in a
pair of very dubious-coloured grey woollen socks, apparently much
in want of the laundress's attentions. Many Members strongly
objected to this practice, but the delinquent persisted in it, in
spite of protests.
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