"Two ov em!" said Reuben, solemnly, putting in the last stitch, and handing the shoe to Guy.
"You'd like to see what's to be seen, s'poase?"
The cobbler whistled shrilly whilst untying his apron, and a woman with dark hazel eyes, and a face aquiline and refined, appeared. Guy made his best bow.
"The gentleman do want to see the badger that the man slept with," said Reuben, slowly.
"And the man, I should like to see the man who had such extraordinary taste," added Guy, saying something just to enable him to look at the woman without being rude.
The woman reddened, and her eyes sparkled.
"Tell un, my dear, what name you owned to avoor you was married," said the cobbler.
"Badger; and too good for you," replied the lady.
"That's the badger, and this is the man," said the cobbler, with a smile.