She's the first of that kind I ever knew--the only one.

But, I say, do you mean you won't let me try?
You surely don't mean that, Mrs.Clover ?" "Yes, I do.

I mean just that, Mr.Gammon." "Why?
Because I haven't got a permanency ?" "Oh, no." "Because I--because I go to Dulwich ?" "No." "Why, then ?" "I can't tell you why, and I don't know why, but I mean it.

And what's more"-- her eyes sparkled--"if ever you say such word to Minnie you never pass my door again." This seemed to take Mr.Gammon's breath away.

After a rather long silence he looked about for his hat, then for his dog-whip.
"I'll say good night, Mrs.Clover.Hot, isn't it?
Hottest day yet.