"Well, Minnie"—such was his name of endearment for her—"I can't say I have thought much about it, and I don't suppose anybody else has either."
"She must think about it, of course; and so must he, I suppose."
"I'm not so sure of that. Some folks would never get married if they had to trouble themselves with thinking about it."
"I suppose that's why you never got married, uncle?"
"Either that, or thinking of it too much. One is as bad as the other."
Mary had not contrived to get at all near her point as yet; so she had to draw off, and after a while begin again.
"Well, I have been thinking about it, at any rate, uncle."
"That's very good of you; that will save me the trouble; and perhaps save Miss Gresham too. If you have thought it over thoroughly, that will do for all."
"I believe Mr Moffat is a man of no family."
"He'll mend in that point, no doubt, when he has got a wife."