"I'll tell you what," he said, aloud, "Bellfield and I will take the two ends of the table, and Mrs Greenow shall sit at my right hand." This was not only boldly done, but there was a propriety in it which at first sight seemed to be irresistible.
Much as he had hated and did hate the captain, he had skilfully made the proposition in such a way as to flatter him, and it seemed for a few moments as though he were going to have it all his own way.

But Captain Bellfield was not a man to submit to defeat in such a matter as this without an effort.

"I don't think that will do," said he.
"Mrs Greenow gives the dinner, and Cheesacre gives the wine.

We must have them at the two ends of the table.

I am sure Mrs Greenow won't refuse to allow me to hand her to the place which belongs to her.