“To go and cut me out of the only girl——”
“I ever loved?” suggested Ernest, for he was hesitating.
“I ever loved!” chimed in Jeremy; the phrase expressed his sentiments exactly.
“Well, old chap, if you would come to the point a little more, and tell me who the deuce you are talking about——”
“Why, who should I be talking about? there is only one girl——”
“You ever loved?”
“I ever loved!”
“Well, in the name of the Holy Roman Empire, who is she?”
“Why, Eva Ceswick.”
Ernest whistled.