"
Mr. Green booked this eagerly. The lady's emotion was nothing to him; the
hint was invaluable, the combination interesting. "Well, ma'am," said he,
"I'll plant a good man in sight of your door: and I'll take the Dover
road directly with my drag. My teeth weren't strong enough for the last
nut you gave me to crack: let us try this one. Tom Green isn't often beat
twice running."
"I will go with you, Mr. Green."
"Honoured and proud, ma'am. But a lady like you in my dog-cart along o'
me and my mate!"
Mrs. Dodd waived this objection almost contemptuously; she was all wife
now.
It was agreed that Green should drive round for her in an hour. He
departed for the present, and Edward proposed to go in the dog-cart too,
but she told him no; she wanted him at home to guard his sister against
"the Wretch." Then seeing him look puzzled, "Consider, Edward," said she,
"he is not like your poor father: he has not forgotten. That
advertisement, Aileen Aroon, it was from him, you know. And then why does
he attach himself so to poor papa? Do you not see it is because he is
Julia's father? 'The Wretch' loves her still.
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