Now that is just as it ought to be, and, please God,
we'll have them married. And I now I take the liberty of asking you both
to the wedding."
"Lindsay, you're an offensive old dog, sir."
"I might retort the compliment by changing the sex, my dear," he
replied, laughing! and nodding at her, with a face, from the nose down,
rather benevolent than otherwise, but still the knit was between the
brows.
"Lindsay, you're an unmanly villain, and a coward to boot, or you
wouldn't use such language to a woman."
"Not to a woman; but I'm sometimes forced to do so to a termagant."
"What's the cause of all this?" inquired Woodward; "upon my honor, the
language I hear is very surprising, as coming from a justice of quorum
and his lady. Fie! fie! I am ashamed of you both. In what did it
originate?"
"Why, the fact is, Harry, she has told us that Alice Goodwin, in the
most decided manner, has rejected your addresses, and confided to you an
avowal of her attachment to Charles here. Now, when I heard this, I felt
highly delighted at it, and said we should have them married, and so
we shall.
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