Again Purdy had let slip a golden chance to put the decisive question; and Tilly's temper was short in consequence.
"Mrs.Dr.Mahony ...

though I do wonder 'ow 'e ever keeps people from saying Ma-HON-y," said Jinny dreamily.

She, too, had spent some time in star-gazing, and believed she had ground for hope.
"Just listen to 'er, will you!" said Tilly angrily.

"Upon my word, Jinny Beamish, if one didn't know you 'ad the 'abit of marrying yourself off to every fresh cove you meet, one 'ud say you was downright bold!" "YOU needn't talk! Every one can see you're as mad as can be because you can't bring your old dot-and-go-one to the scratch." "Oh, hush, Jinny" said Polly, grieved at this thrust into Tilly's open wound.
"Well, it's true .-- Oh, look 'ere now, there's not a drop o' water in this blessed jug again.

'Oo's week is it to fill it?
Tilly B., it's yours!" "Serves you right.