"I don't care who they sit under," said his lordship.
As they walked away together, Mr. Fenwick had just a word to say to Mr. Puddleham. "My friend," he said, "you were quite right about his lordship's acres."
"Those are the numbers," said Mr. Puddleham.
"I mean that you were quite right to make the observation. Facts are always valuable, and I am sure Lord Trowbridge was obliged to you. But I think you were a little wrong as to another statement."
"What statement, Mr. Fenwick?"
"What you said about poor Carry Brattle. You don't know it as a fact."
"Everybody says so."
"How do you know she has not married, and become an honest woman?"
"It is possible, of course. Though as for that,—when a young woman has once gone astray—"
"As did Mary Magdalene, for instance!"