“Am I to consider it an obstacle?”
“Well, what do you think yourself?”
“It’s your business. Men know about that sort of thing.”
“Is the child—eh?”
“Yes, rather.”
“And he?”
“Oh, yes, or will be very soon, when he sees she is.”
“Poor little Lally!” said Mr. Pocklington. Then he sat and pondered. “It is an obstacle,” he said at last.
“Ah!” said his wife.