"Then tell me who is she after all. As you are going to marry her, of course you know everything?"
"Who should she be but herself, Mrs. Selby, the widow of a City merchant who was killed by the natives three years ago when on a business visit to the Cape?"
"Then you have been introduced to her relations?"
"What are you driving at? I know her friends."
"I said relations."
"She has not got any; so much the better for me."
"Perhaps; but if I stood in your shoes I should like to be posted up a little more about my wife's antecedents."
"I am satisfied, and that is everything."
"Certainly; no offence, you know. You will be a rich man now, I suppose."