say?

"WHY DON'T I HOLD MY TONGUE THEN?

"To be sure; anything for an excuse with you. Anything to stop my
mouth. Miss Prettyman's to follow you here, and I'm to say nothing.
I know she HAS followed you; and if you were to go before a
magistrate, and take a shilling oath to the contrary, I wouldn't
believe you. No, Caudle; I wouldn't.

"VERY WELL, THEN?

"Ha! what a heart you must have, to say 'very well'; and after the
wife I've been to you. I'm to be brought from my own home--dragged
down here to the sea-side--to be laughed at before the world--don't
tell me. Do you think I didn't see how she looked at you--how she
puckered up her farthing mouth--and--what?

"WHY DID I KISS HER, THEN?

"What's that to do with it? Appearances are one thing, Mr. Caudle;
and feelings are another. As if women can't kiss one another without
meaning anything by it! And you--I could see you looked as cold and
as formal at her as--well, Caudle! I wouldn't be the hypocrite you
are for the world!

"There, now; I've heard all that story. I daresay she did come down
to join her brother. How very lucky, though, that you should be
here! Ha! ha! how very lucky that--ugh! ugh! ugh! and with the cough
I've got upon me--oh, you've a heart like a sea-side flint! Yes,