"I am sure of it. Do you, now, Julia?"
"Yes, Sir Richard, indeed I do, really now, for he is quite a horrid monster, and I only wonder they don't put him in one of the cages at the Tower along with the other wild beasts, and make a show of him. That's all that he is fit for."
"Oh, you aggravating darling," said Ben, making a dart at Julia, and catching her up in his arms as you would some little child. "How can you go on so to your Ben?"
"Murder!" cried Julia.
"Oh, if you are going to have a fight for it," said Sir Richard, "I will go and wait down stairs, Julia."
Bang came a knock at the street-door.
"Oh, Ben, there's ma or pa," said Julia. "Let me down directly. Do Ben—oh, pray do. Let me down, Ben."
"Do yer love your Ben?"
"Anything you like, only let me down."
"Very good. There yer is, then, agin on yer little mites of feet. Lor bless you, Sir Richard, that girl loves the very ground as I walks on, she does, and she has comed over me with her fascinations in such a way as never was known. Ain't she a nice 'un?—sleek and shiny, with a capital mane. But you should see her at feeding-time, Sir Richard, how nice she does it—quite delicate and pretty; and you should see her—"