Mrs. Eldred rose heavily. She still trembled.
"You'd best speak to her uncle. 'E'll give it you if 'e approves. And if 'e doesn't 'e won't."
He stormed. But he was impotent before this monument of middle-class integrity.
"When will Eldred be back?"
"We're expecting of 'im nine o'clock to-night."
"Mind you send him up as soon as he comes in."
"Very good, sir."
She paused.
"Wot am I to do with that 'at?"
He looked at her and at the hat. He laughed.