"You mummy, what do you suppose I am made of, if the thought of meeting
Alice should not quicken my blood a little?"
"If it were my case, I think my cheeks would tingle from another cause."
"Now you need not try to frighten me. I will see her first. I don't believe she has forgotten me."
"Nor I; but forgetting is one thing, and forgiving is another. Besides, we haven't seen her yet."
"I haven't, I know; but I'll wager you have."
"Well, my Hotspur, I sha'n't entice her away from you."
"Let us go," said Greenleaf.
"Presently; I must finish this pipe first; it lasts thirty-six minutes, and I have smoked only—let me see—twenty-eight."
"Well, puff away; but you'll burn up my patience with your tobacco, unless you are ready soon."
"Don't hurry. You'll get to your stool of repentance quite soon enough. Have you heard the news? The banks have suspended,—ditto Fletcher, a banker's clerk.