"Do you imagine that I'm disloyal to Arthur?"
"Howsumever could you think I'd dream of such a thing?"
"Well, it's the way you're talking."
"It ain't."
"Then why are you angry?"
"Because you shouldn't ought to get gossiped about like that."
"It isn't my fault."
"It is. You shouldn't ought to have Sir Harry about the place as much as you do. The last two times I've been here, he's been too."
"I like him—he amuses me."
"I like him too, but he ain't worth nothing, and he's got a bad name. You get shut of him, Ellen—I know him, and I know a bit about him; he ain't the sort of man to have coming to your house when folks are talking."