But here he reckoned without his host; for Mark's interest was keenest in this part of the business, and prompted him to ask sundry questions in relation to it; for which he apologised as one in some measure privileged to do so, from having seen (as Martin explained to him) the young lady at the Blue Dragon.
'And a young lady as any gentleman ought to feel more proud of being in love with,' said Mark, energetically, 'don't draw breath.' 'Aye! You saw her when she was not happy,' said Martin, gazing at the fire again.

'If you had seen her in the old times, indeed--' 'Why, she certainly was a little down-hearted, sir, and something paler in her colour than I could have wished,' said Mark, 'but none the worse in her looks for that.

I think she seemed better, sir, after she come to London.' Martin withdrew his eyes from the fire; stared at Mark as if he thought he had suddenly gone mad; and asked him what he meant.
'No offence intended, sir,' urged Mark.

'I don't mean to say she was any the happier without you; but I thought she was a-looking better, sir.' 'Do you mean to tell me she has been in London ?' asked Martin, rising hurriedly, and pushing back his chair.
'Of course I do,' said Mark, rising too, in great amazement from the bedstead.
'Do you mean to tell me she is in London now ?' 'Most likely, sir.

I mean to say she was a week ago.' 'And you know where ?' 'Yes!' cried Mark.