“But, my ’tear Rachel, you’ll be killed! Come down, I beg.”
“Will you promise to do what I want?”
“My ’tear daughter, let us talk afterwards. I can think of nothing while you are in danger of being killed in a moment!”
“I want that gold watch in Tresco’s window. I sha’n’t come down till you say I can have it.”
“My peautiful Rachel, it is too expensive. I will import you one for half the price. Come down before it is too late.”
“What’s the good of watches in London? I want that watch at Tresco’s, to wear going calling. Consent, father, before it is too late.”
“My loafly, how much was the watch?”
“Twenty-five pounds.”
“Oh, that is too much. First, you will ruin me, and kill yourself afterwards to spite my poverty. Rachel, you make your poor old father quite ill.”
“Then I am to have the watch?”