"That dark man's very close, closer than you think. Watch him! Watch him!" she repeated, and retreated into her caravan in a strangely perturbed state.
Carstairs returned to Bounce. "No luck," he said.
"Well, Patience is a virtue, sir, so they says. An' you've got to 'ave it with the women, though they ain't got none theirselves."
"You're a man of experience, Bounce."
"Well, I ain't got no more than one missus, an' that's enough for any man, too much for some on 'em."
"You're very virtuous, I'm sure, I hope you get your reward."
"That's true. I do, sir. Not but what I 'ave a' done a bit o' courting now an' then in other parts—before I was married, o' course."
"Of course."
"Yes. An' now my missus gets the benefit of all that experience. I come to 'er efficient, thoroughly efficient, as I sez to 'er on the day that we was married."
"You are a thorough believer in efficiency, Bounce."