“Methinks, Mrs Temperance, you should shake yourself in forty ere you did it.”
“Answer me this minute, thou wicked knave! didst thou pay this money, or no?”
“I was there when it was paid.”
“I’ll wager my best boots thou wert! Was any else there?”
“Certainly.”
“Who beside?”
“The cat, I believe.”
Temperance gave him a shake, which he stood with complete calm, only looking a little amused, more about his eyes than his lips.
“Hans, tell me!” said Lady Louvaine. “Is it possible these debts were paid with thy money? How shall I repay thee, my true and dear friend?”
Hans freed himself from Temperance’s grasp, and knelt down beside Lady Louvaine.