Miss Volumnia utters a little sharp scream.
"Yes, indeed," repeats Sir Leicester. "Into Parliament."
"I never heard of such a thing! Good gracious, what is the man?" exclaims Volumnia.
"He is called, I believe--an--ironmaster." Sir Leicester says it slowly and with gravity and doubt, as not being sure but that he is called a lead-mistress or that the right word may be some other word expressive of some other relationship to some other metal.
Volumnia utters another little scream.

Miss Volumnia utters a little sharp scream. "I never heard of such a thing! Good gracious, what is the man?" she exclaims.
"He is called, I believe - an - ironmaster." Sir Leicester says it with gravity and doubt.
Volumnia utters another little scream.
