‘Teaching my wife to gossip?’ said he, well pleased.
‘No, I have been with Jane.’
‘The eternal friendship!’ exclaimed he, in a changed tone.
‘Good night!’ and she passed on.
He stood still, then stepping after her, overtook her.
‘Theodora!’ he said, almost pleadingly.
‘Well!’
He paused, tried to laugh, and at last said, rather awkwardly, ‘I want to know what you think of her?’
‘I see she is very pretty.’
‘Good night!’ and his receding footsteps echoed mortification.