You thought I had forgotten it--yes, you couldn't help but think it--' 'Oh, we won't talk about that, Mr.Cheeseman,' interposed Mrs.Hood, not without a suggestion in her tone that she had indeed entertained the thought attributed to her.
'Ah, but I can't help speaking of it,' said Cheeseman, feelingly.

'Miss Hood, you probably don't know what I refer to; you were a very little lady in those days.

They were hard times with me; indeed, I've never known anything else.

I was saying to your good father yesterday that he could no longer talk of his ill-luck.

Many a day he and I have encouraged each other to face fortune, but that's all over for him; he's got his foot on firm ground, thank heaven! I'm still catching at straws, you see; I dare say it's a good deal my own fault; and then I never had a good wife to look after me, and a daughter growing up to teach me prudence.