“Well, you see, sir, Rogers and me’s not so young as we once was, and we’re likely to be growing older every day. And if there’s a difficulty in the way of Jane’s marriage, why, I take it as a Godsend.”
“How would you have liked such a Godsend, Mrs Rogers, when you were going to be married to your sailor here? What would you have done?”
“Why, whatever he liked to be sure. But then, you see, Dick’s not my Rogers.”
“But your daughter thinks about him much in the same way as you did about this dear old man here when he was young.”
“Young people may be in the wrong, I see nothing in Dick Brownrigg.”
“But young people may be right sometimes, and old people may be wrong sometimes.”
“I can’t be wrong about Rogers.”
“No, but you may be wrong about Dick.”
“Don’t you trouble yourself about my old ’oman, sir. She allus was awk’ard in stays, but she never missed them yet. When she’s said her say, round she comes in the wind like a bird, sir.”
“There’s a good old man to stick up for your old wife! Still, I say, they may as well wait a bit. It would be a pity to anger the old gentleman.”