J. C. Snaith, Fortune (1910)
“ The instancy of the lady’s anger being past, she turned to the Count of Nullepart, who still preserved the utmost gravity in his mien, and said in a proud voice, which yet had nothing of its recent displeasure, “I am led to think, sir, you have a wise and a subtle mind. I will see to it that you are admitted into [149] my counsels. What, sir, is your name and your degree?”The Count of Nullepart informed her of his titles in his melodious accent.“I am not displeased, sir,” said she, “that you are a man of birth. But I had already adjudged it by your address. ”
