'Well—it is undeniable that those are large quarters for Lance, his cat, and his fiddle.'
'I do believe you have been and gone and consented! Well?' with a sigh, as if she did not know what might come next.
'As it was purely out of consideration for Lance, I referred it to him.'
'Oh! it was all for Lance's sake—was it?'
'Entirely!'
There was a dryness in the last two replies, that pacified Cherry a little.
'How Serious Mutton must be translated, to have the face—'
'He hadn't!'
'What? Alice did?'
'Yes. I believe that he had refused; but, you see, when Lance's comfort was at stake, she was not to be withholden by a scruple or two.'