"Those two wouldn't ha' pulled well together, ne—ver," said another.
"I should like to know how he and Di's goin' to pull together?" said
Mrs. Flandin acidly. "He goin' one way, and she another."
"Do you think so, Mrs. Flandin?" asked the lady thus in a very uncomplimentary manner referred to.
"Wall—ain't it true?" said Mrs. Flandin judicially.
"I do not think it is true."
"Wall, I'm glad to hear it, I'm sure," said the other; "but there's a word in the Scriptur' about two walking together when they ain't agreed."
"Mr. Masters and I are agreed," said Diana, while her lips parted in a very slight smile, and a lovely tinge of rose-colour came over her cheeks.
"But not in everything, I reckon?"
"In everything I know," said Diana steadily, while a considerable breeze of laughter went round the room. Mrs. Flandin was getting the worst of it.
"Then it'll be the worse for him!" she remarked with a jerk at her sewing. Diana was silent now, but Mrs. Boddington took it up.