"'I don't know,' she replies. 'She never would tell me anything, and that's why I dislike her so. But, for all that, she's no hypocrite.'
"'Well, what for that?' he asks.
"'I went to her room last night, and I began to tell her more about him and compare him with you.'
"'Well?' says he.
"'Well, she got into a temper, and told me that she would not allow Mr.
Blake's name to be associated with yours in her room.'
"Then, sur, that 'ere willain he swore like a trooper, and said he'd make you rue the day you were born. After that, they were silent for a little while, and then she says to him—
"'I believe she knows what you are wanting to do, and has some idea of the influence you have exerted over him. She's as sharp as a lancet, and it's difficult to deceive her.'
"'If only that Blake hadn't come,' he says, as if talkin' to hisself.
"'Yes,' she says, 'but he has come,' says she.
"'But if he can be made to leave her, and never speak to her again, will it not show to her that he's what you said he was, and thus turn her against him?'