“It is hospitality none the less.”
“I dud-dud-don’t believe she tut-tut-took us in because she needs the mum-mum-money,” declared Gamp.
“That was a bluff,” nodded Hodge.
“She made that assertion,” said Frank, “in order that we might accept her kindness with greater freedom. It was very good of her to attempt to make us feel more at home and less like intruders by giving us a chance to pay for what we shall obtain.”
“Vainly I speculate upon her looks,” murmured Ready. “I wonder be she dark or be she light?”
“Young or old?” came from Badger.
“Plain or pretty?” put in Rattleton.
“Sus-she’s a bub-blonde,” declared Gamp positively.
“Nix; she vos a prunette,” said Hans, just as positively.
“She’s about thirty-five years old,” guessed Starbright.