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The Ball

'What names, sir?' said the man at the door. Mr Tracy Tupman was stepping forward to announce his own titles, when the stranger prevented him.

'No names at all;' and then he whispered to Mr Tupman, 'names won't do - they're not known - very good names in their way, but not great ones - excellent names for a small party, but won't make an impression in public assemblies - incognito - that's the thing - say we're gentlemen from London - distinguished foreigners - anything.'