I'll show ye round for a shilling." "You shall have double if you leave us alone," said Lucian, pointing to the door.
Mrs.Kebby's blear eyes lighted up, and she leered amiably at the couple.
"I dessay it's worth two shillings," she said, chuckling hoarsely.

"Oh, I'm not so old but what I don't know two turtle doves.

He! he! To kiss over yer father's blood! Lawks! what a match 'twill be! He! he!" Still laughing hoarsely, Mrs.Kebby, in the midst of her unholy joy, was pushed out of the door by Lucian, who immediately afterwards turned to see if Diana had overheard her ill-chosen and ominous words.

But Miss Vrain, with a hard, white face, was leaning against the wall, and gave no sign of such knowledge.

Her eyes were fixed on a dull-looking red stain of a dark hue, irregular in shape, and her hands the while were pressed closely against her bosom, as though she felt a cruel pain in her heart.