Won't I wait till he is seated down at his tea, and till Mrs.
Finch has gone ?" "Well, confound the ole 'ooman," said the captain, knocking violently on the floor, "where is she now?
Why don't she come and tell me how he's getting on?
Roast fowl nicely browned, may dear?
Egg sauce ?" "Yes, and sausages, uncle.

There, he is come out now, and Mrs.Finch is taking the fowl in; he is saying something to her and laughing.

Now he is quite quiet," said the girl.
"Of course; he's attending to business." And for the next quarter of an hour, Valmai had the greatest difficulty in restraining her uncle's impatience.
"Let him have time to finish, uncle!" "Yes, yes; of course, may dear, we'll give him time." "I can now hear Mrs.Finch say, Is there anything else, sir?
So she is going.

Yes, there, she has shut the front door.

Oh, dear, dear! Now if he rings, I _must_ go in." "Oh, dear, dear," said the captain, in an irritable voice, "what is there to oh, dear, dear, about?
You go down and do as Ay tell you, and you can just say, as the ladies do, you know, 'I hope your tea is to your laiking, sir.' Go now, at once." And as she went, with hesitating footsteps, he threw an encouraging "Good gel" after her..