human
Then my dear old grandmother can go home!
gpt
Thou wilt be glad to hear, added Hans, quietly,
human
Not if I know it! was the hearty response.
gpt
I lack Aunt Temperance to keep me straight. Otherwise I should have nought save soft south-west airs playing around me, and she is a cool north breeze that shall brace me to my duty. But how quick, Hans, canst thou get free of Mr Leigh? for we must not tarry Grandmother at her years, and in this summer weather when journeying were least weariful.
human
Wilt thou have me, then, Aubrey?
gpt
Hans, that is the worst cut thou hast ever given me. I have a mind to say I will not turn back without thee.
human
I thank thee, my dear brother. I dare say that I can be quit with Mr Leigh as soon as thou canst shake thee free of Mr Whitstable.
gpt
Well, young gentleman! said he to Aubrey.
human
Methinks you shall make a better country squire than you should have done three months gone, and maybe none the worse for your tarrying with the old bookseller.
gpt
Mr Whitstable, I con you hearty thanks for your good and just entreatment of me, said Aubrey,