'I always
expected we should part, and never have no explanation; I meant to do it
when I come in here just now; but there's something about you, as makes
a man sensible. Then let us have a word or two together; letting it be
understood beforehand,' he added this in a grave tone, to prevent the
possibility of any mistake, 'that I'm not a-going to make no love, you
know.'
There was for just one second a shade, though not by any means a dark
one, on the landlady's open brow. But it passed off instantly, in a
laugh that came from her very heart.
'Oh, very good!' she said; 'if there is to be no love-making, you had
better take your arm away.'
'Lord, why should I!' cried Mark. 'It's quite innocent.'
'Of course it's innocent,' returned the hostess, 'or I shouldn't allow
it.'
'Very well!' said Mark. 'Then let it be.'
There was so much reason in this that the landlady laughed again,
suffered it to remain, and bade him say what he had to say, and be quick
about it. But he was an impudent fellow, she added.
'Ha ha! I almost think I am!' cried Mark, 'though I never thought so
before.
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