"And that's a fine thing to do, and manly too," said Nicholas, "though it's not exactly what we understand by 'coming Yorkshire over us' in London. Miss Squeers is stopping with you, you said in your note."
"Yes," replied John, "Tilly's bridesmaid; and a queer bridesmaid she be, too. She wean't be a bride in a hurry, I reckon."
"For shame, John," said Mrs. Browdie; with an acute perception of the joke though, being a bride herself.
"The groom will be a blessed mun," said John, his eyes twinkling at the idea. "He'll be in luck, he will."
"You see, Mr. Nicklebly," said his wife, "that it was in consequence of her being here, that John wrote to you and fixed to-night, because we thought that it wouldn't be pleasant for you to meet, after what has passed—"
"Unquestionably. You were quite right in that," said Nicholas, interrupting.
"Especially," observed Mrs. Browdie, looking very sly, "after what we know about past and gone love matters."
"We know, indeed! " said Nicholas, shaking his head. "You behaved rather wickedly there, I suspect."
"O' course she did," said John Browdie, passing his huge fore-finger through one of his wife's pretty ringlets, and looking very proud of her. "She wur always as skittish and full o' tricks as a——"
"Well, as a what?" said his wife.
"As a woman," returned John, "Ding! But I dinnot know ought else that cooms near it."
"You were speaking about Miss Squeers," said Nicholas, with the view of stopping some slight connubialities which had begun to pass between Mr. and Mrs. Browdie, and which rendered the position of a third party in some degree embarrassing, as occasioning him to feel rather in the way than otherwise.
"Oh yes," rejoined Mrs. Browdie. "John, ha' done——John fixed to-night, because she had settled that she would go and drink tea with her father. And to make quite sure of there being nothing amiss, and of your being quite alone with us, he settled to go out there and fetch her home."
"That was a very good arrangement," said Nicholas; "though I am sorry to be the occasion of so much trouble."
"Not the least in the world," returned Mrs. Browdie; "for we have looked forward to seeing you—John and I have—with the greatest possible pleasure. Do you know, Mr. Nickleby," said Mrs. Browdie, with her archest smile, "that I really think Fanny Squeers was very fond of you?"
"I am very much obliged to her," said Nicholas; "but, upon my word, I never aspired to making any impression upon her virgin heart."
"How you talk!" tittered Mrs. Browdie. "No, but do you know that really—seriously now and without any joking—I was given to understand by Fanny herself, that you had made an offer to her, and that you two were going to be engaged quite solemn and regular."
