"Why should I trouble to wash? How can it matter to you?"
"Not much, Peregrine, but you look a little better with a clean face and we shall likely meet plenty o' folk—"
"Do you mean you will come with me?"
"Yes, Peregrine."
"Then I'll wash."
"Yes, I brought you the soap and towel." So we came to the brook where she sat to watch while I performed my so necessary ablutions.
"I have no wish to hinder your work," said I, towelling vigorously.
"No, Peregrine."
"And I am quite able to find my way to Tonbridge alone."
"Yes, Peregrine."