There's the widow Babbage, down to Dock: she always had a hankering for you.
You're neglecting your privileges." "Ever seen that boy of hers ?" asked Ben in an aggrieved voice.
"No, of course you haven't, or you wouldn't suggest it.

And why marry me up to a widow ?" "O.P.," said the lady, "tell him you prefer it." "I prefer it," said Mr.Pengelly.
"Oh," explained Ben, "present company always excepted, o' course.
I wish you joy." "Thank ye," the lady answered graciously.

"You shall drink the same by and by in a dish o' tea; which I reckon will suit ye best this morning," she added eyeing him.

"O.P., put on the kettle." Ben Jope winced and attempted to turn the subject.

"What's your cargo, this trip ?" he asked cheerfully.
"I didn't write," she went on, ignoring the question.