"Ah! is that so? But I presume that you love the man you have married?"
"Oh, yes! well enough, as far as that goes; not too much; but it'll come; pa said it would come."
"Would it be impertinent of me to ask what your husband's business is?"
"My husband's? He sells sponges, at wholesale; we're going to keep a sponge shop."
"That must be a good business."
"Dame! I don't know anything about it. I shan't like it very much to be among sponges all the time. But we won't have any dog, anyway; that was one of the first conditions I made."
"Ah! you don't want a dog; I judge that you dislike dogs?"
"Mon Dieu! no, I like all kinds of animals. But it's on account of the song."
"Ah! is there a song about dogs?"
"About the Sponge Man's Dog! Don't you know that song?"