'There's a gentleman in the parlour that's ordered a hot beef-steak pudding and potatoes, at nine.

There's more of it than he can manage, and I have very little doubt that if I ask leave, you can sup with him.

I'll do that, in a minute.' 'No, no,' said Nicholas, detaining him.

'I would rather not.

I--at least--pshaw! why cannot I speak out?
Here; you see that I am travelling in a very humble manner, and have made my way hither on foot.