"Oh! and why not?" I asked.
"'Cos tha'rt such a great big feller," she said.
"What in the name of all that's wonderful has that to do with it?"
The minx looked archly up into my face.
"Tha'rt too high for a maid to kiss," says she.
To this I made no answer, being no whit inclined to bandy words with this pert young housemaid. And so we came to the house.
"We have been considering your case," said the master, when I again stood before him. "Are you still set on going to Bristowe?"
"Truly, sir, I have seen nought to change my mind."
"You know you are miles out of your road?"
"'Tis through coming over the fields," I said.