"I never go out," he corrected, shuddering.
"I never go out," said Mary Ann, her lip twitching.
"That doesn't matter. I want you to wear them indoors."
"But there's nobody to see 'em indoors!"
"I shall see them," he reminded her.
"But they'll get dirty."
"No they won't. You shall only wear them when you come to me. If I buy you a nice pair of gloves, will you promise to put them on every time I ring for you?"
"But what'll missus say?"
"Missus won't see them. The moment you come in, you'll put them on, and just before going out—you'll take them off! See!"
"Yessir. Then nobody'll see me looking so grand but you."