Robert decided to ignore his sister for now. He would deal with her later. She conveniently informed him of the cad's name, though. He scoffed at the porter and pushed the top of his cane into the young man's chest, a little to the right, just under the ribs. "Helping doesn't require touching her, Mister Blacke... is it? How would you like to have a Carrington to file a complaint against you?"