"Well, as to that, they all go together, you know."
"And that is so lucky! If they was to be separated, which would you take?"
The little woman grinned as she asked this question, and Archie, had he at all understood her character, might at once have put himself on a pleasant footing with her; but he was still confused and ill at ease, and only muttered something about the truth of his love for Julia.
"And you want to get her to marry you?"
"Yes; that's just it."
"And you want me to help you?"
"That's just it again."
"Well?"
"Upon my word, if you'll stick to me, you know, and see me through it, and all that kind of thing, you'll find in me a most grateful friend;—indeed, a most grateful friend." And Archie, as from his position he was debarred from attempting the smoothing process, began to work with his right forefinger under the glove on his left hand.
"What have you got there?" said Madame Gordeloup, looking at him with all her eyes.