“Caudle - I say, Caudle. Just a word, dear.
“Well?
“Now, why should you snap me up in that way?
“You want to go to sleep?
“So do I; but that’s no reason you should speak to me in that manner. You know, dear, you once promised to take me to France.
“You don’t recollect it?
“Yes - that’s like you; you don’t recollect many things you’ve promised me; but I do. There’s a boat goes on Wednesday to Boulogne, and comes back the day afterwards.
“What of it?
“Why, for that time we could leave the children with the girls, and go nicely.
“Nonsense?