“I’ll be fair to fair,” she said, cowed and scowling. “You’re married?”
“Yes,”
“A fine match?”
“Yes.”
“It would go hard with your honeymooning if I spoke out?”
“Harder with you, I think.”
“Ah, I’m salted, my man!”
“You’d need to be. Is she here?”
“Isn’t she!”
“Where?”