“No, never; at least nothing especial; nothing that I can remember at this moment.”
“Nor your wife?”
“Spoken about you!—Fanny? Of course she has, in an ordinary way. It would be impossible that she should not. But what do you mean?”
“Have either of them told you that I made an offer to your sister?”
“That you made an offer to Lucy?”
“Yes, that I made an offer to Lucy.”
“No; nobody has told me so. I have never dreamed of such a thing; nor, as far as I believe, have they. If anybody has spread such a report, or said that either of them have hinted at such a thing, it is a base lie. Good heavens! Lufton, for what do you take them?”
“But I did,” said his lordship.
“Did what?” said the parson.
“I did make your sister an offer.”