“I am not a fool, sir, thank God. I have guessed something else beside,” said Mrs. Bread.
“What’s that?”
“I needn’t tell you that, sir; I don’t think you would believe it. At any rate it wouldn’t please you.”
“Oh, tell me nothing but what will please me,” laughed Newman. “That is the way you began.”
“Well, sir, I suppose you won’t be vexed to hear that the sooner everything is over the better.”
“The sooner we are married, you mean? The better for me, certainly.”
“The better for everyone.”
“The better for you, perhaps. You know you are coming to live with us,” said Newman.
“I’m extremely obliged to you, sir, but it is not of myself I was thinking. I only wanted, if I might take the liberty, to recommend you to lose no time.”
“Whom are you afraid of?”