“He’s a stern man, Mrs. Witt.”
“He won’t be so hard to deal with as you. There, that’s settled. Hurrah! Will you shake hands, Mr. Neston?”
“By all means.”
“With a thief?”
“With you, thief or no thief. And I must tell you you are very——”
“What?”
“Well, above small resentments.”
“Oh, what does it matter? Suppose I did take the boots?”
“Shoes,” said George.