'Oh! I don't know,' said the jolly old gentleman;'all very natural, I dare say—nothing unusual. Mr.Pickwick, some wine, Sir?' Mr. Pickwick, who had been deeply investigating the interior of the pigeonpie, readily assented.
'Emily, my dear,' said the spinster aunt, with a patronising air, 'don't talk so loud, love.'
'Lor, aunt!'
'Aunt and the little old gentleman want to have it all to themselves, I think,' whispered Miss Isabella Wardle to her sister Emily. The young ladies laughed very heartily, and the old one tried to look amiable,but couldn't manage it.