With a lover's jealousy, he said he thought it might be a trifle longer.
"Goose!" she exclaimed, with an air of superior wisdom. "As if you knew anything about it! If I had ugly feet, of course I should have made it a little longer. Perhaps I have got ugly feet."
"O!" he said. "You've got the prettiest feet in the world."
Accepting this statement (with feminine logic) as a decision in her favour respecting the length of the dress, she said,
"I'm glad you're pleased with it; I never made anything for myself without considering whether you will like it. Just see if my panier is right, Alf."
He said, with a critical eye that her panier was just the thing.
Martha Day noted this comedy with wistful gaze. To them it was the pleasantest of plays--to her the dreariest.
"So that, take me altogether, Alf," said Lizzie, "you think I'll do?"
"If you speak like that, Lizzie, I shall hug you. I won't be able not to." (Most ungrammatical, but very expressive.)
"If you're not quiet, Alf, I shall run away."