Fully emboldened now, he related to his uncle the whole circumstances of his marriage.
Whereupon, to his surprise, Silas laughed hilariously, hysterically, and gulped down the remainder of the whisky.
"Where is her?" Silas demanded.
"Upstairs."
"I' my bedroom, I lay," said Silas.
Herbert nodded. "May be."
"And everything upside down!" proceeded Uncle Silas.
"No!" said Herbert. "We've put all your things in my old room."
"Have ye! Ye're too obliging, lad!" growled Silas. "And if it isn't asking too much, where's that china pig as used to be on the chimney-piece in th' kitchen there? Her's smashed it, eh?"
"No," said Herbert, mildly. "She's put it away in a cupboard. She didn't like it."