I suppose he'll do the same every evening.' 'Well, what can you expect ?' said Gertrude; 'if mamma will have an old sailor to live with her, of course he'll drink grog.' While this was going on in the garden, Mrs.Woodward sat dutifully with her uncle while he sipped his obnoxious toddy, and answered his questions about their two friends.
'They were both in the Weights and Measures, by far the most respectable public office in London,' as she told him, 'and both doing extremely well there.

They were, indeed, young men sure to distinguish themselves and get on in the world.

Had this not been so, she might perhaps have hesitated to receive them so frequently, and on such intimate terms, at Surbiton Cottage.' This she said in a half-apologetic manner, and yet with a feeling of anger at herself that she should condescend to apologize to any one as to her own conduct in her own house.
'They are very-nice young men, I am sure,' said Uncle Bat.
'Indeed they are,' said Mrs.Woodward.
'And very civil to the young ladies,' said Uncle Bat.
'They have known them since they were children, uncle; and of course that makes them more intimate than young men generally are with young ladies;' and again Mrs.Woodward was angry with herself for making any excuses on the subject.
'Are they well off ?' asked the prudent captain.
'Harry Norman is very well off; he has a private fortune.

Both of them have excellent situations.' 'To my way of thinking that other chap is the better fellow.

At any rate he seems to have more gumption about him.' 'Why, uncle, you don't mean to tell me that you think Harry Norman a fool ?' said Mrs.Woodward.Harry Norman was Mrs.
Woodward's special friend, and she fondly indulged the hope of seeing him in time become the husband of her elder and favourite daughter; if, indeed, she can be fairly said to have had a favourite child.
Captain Cuttwater poured out another glass of rum, and dropped the subject.
Soon afterwards the whole party came in from the lawn.