'It's Miss Emily Oldrieve,' says he, and I said, 'A nicer, brighter, prettier bit of goods'-- I beg your pardon, ma'am--'young lady, you couldn't pick up between here and Houndsditch.' I did say that, ma'am, I tell you straight." He looked at her keenly to see whether this expression of loyal admiration of his new mistress had taken effect, and then continued.

"And then he says to me, 'Wiggleswick, there ain't going to be no grand wedding.

You know me.'-- And I does, ma'am.

The outlandish things he does, ma'am, would shock an alligator.--'I should forget the day,' says he.

'I should lose the ring.