'That's true,' said Mr Milvey. 'I don't think that would do. Would
little Harrison--'

'Oh, FRANK!' remonstrated his emphatic wife.

'He has no grandmother, my dear.'

'No, but I DON'T think Mrs Boffin would like an orphan who squints so
MUCH.'

'That's true again,' said Mr Milvey, becoming haggard with perplexity.
'If a little girl would do--'

'But, my DEAR Frank, Mrs Boffin wants a boy.'

'That's true again,' said Mr Milvey. 'Tom Bocker is a nice boy'
(thoughtfully).

'But I DOUBT, Frank,' Mrs Milvey hinted, after a little hesitation, 'if
Mrs Boffin wants an orphan QUITE nineteen, who drives a cart and waters
the roads.'

Mr Milvey referred the point to Mrs Boffin in a look; on that smiling
lady's shaking her black velvet bonnet and bows, he remarked, in lower
spirits, 'that's true again.'

'I am sure,' said Mrs Boffin, concerned at giving so much trouble, 'that
if I had known you would have taken so much pains, sir--and you too, ma'
am--I don't think I would have come.'