"Plenty more in the public; I'll get you another jug."
"It is very kind of you. I can get what I want myself."
They looked at each other, and at the end of a long silence William said: "Just fancy meeting you, and in this way! Well I never! I am glad to see you again."
"Are you really! Well, so much for that—your way and mine aren't the same. I wish you good evening."
"Stop a moment, Esther."
"And my mistress waiting for her dinner. I've to go and get some more beer."
"Shall I wait for you?"
"Wait for me! I should think not, indeed."
Esther ran down the area steps. Her hand paused as it was about to lift the jug down from the dresser, and a number of thoughts fled across her mind. That man would be waiting for her outside. What was she to do? How unfortunate! If he continued to come after her he and Fred would be sure to meet.
"What are you waiting for, I should like to know?" she cried, as she came up the steps.