“Well, let that pass,” said the husband, his own good sense confessing that she got a large price for what he had wished off his premises—only he didn’t wish to be thought patronizing a pedler.
“You got a large price,” he added.
“Well,” replied Mrs. M., “the clock-man,” she avoided the mention of the word pedler, “allowed me to name my own price, and I aimed in the whole to please you.”
“To please me!” said Mr. M., petulantly.
“Not to excite your displeasure rather, I should have said.”
“Well, and what next?”
“You place me in trying circumstances.”
“You placed yourself there,” interrupted her husband.
“Yes, according to your view of the case,” said Mrs M., “and you make me regret that I could suffer myself to be tempted to take a clock; but I see no way but to proceed and tell you the whole.”
“Certainly,” said Mr. M.