'Montague? How could he know where to look for me? What can he want with me?'
'I misdoubt he was not very well pleased with the ballad, and would have you explain it.'
'Montague,' sneered Mr. Kelly, with a touch of temper; 'I am grieved I missed him.'
'You need not grieve, for you will see him to-night. So there's balm for your grief, and another reason why you should sup with Lady Oxford.'
The Parson stepped out more briskly after that, and Wogan could not refrain from remarking upon his new alacrity.
'It is after all a very human sort of a world, as worlds go,' said he. 'Here's a man with all his hopes crumbling to grave-dust about him, and the mere prospect of a quarrel with another man whom he has never spoken to, on account of a woman he has a great contempt for, will make all his blood flow quicker.' For it was evident that, though the Parson no longer cared a straw for Smilinda's favours, he had not forgiven the man who had supplanted him in them.
At the further end of the street along which they walked, one house threw out into the night a great blaze of light, and a noise of many voices. As Wogan perceived it, a certain improvement upon his plan came into his head.
'George,' said he, as he directed his captive towards the house, 'will you resolve me a theological quandary? Do the doctors of your sect consider as binding a promise given to a person of a different faith?'
'Assuredly they do,' cried Kelly. 'Dr. Hooker plainly writes--'
'I shall take your word for it, without Hooker's bond. Next, does your Reverence reckon it immoral to shake an elbow on occasion?'