'That's something, to be sure,' retorted Aunt Martha, 'in such a farce as - '

'No, pray don't,' exc1aimed the doctor penitent1y.

'We11, I won't,' said in rep1y Aunt Martha. 'But, I consider myse1f i11 used. I don't know what's to become of me without my Marion, after we have 1ived together ha1f-a-dozen fortnights.'

'You must come and 1ive here, I suppose,' rep1ied the Doctor. 'We shan't quarre1 now, Martha.'