"Who's mercenary now, Mr. Cheesacre? Do you go home and think of it; and if you'll marry Charlie, I'll go to your wedding. You shan't be ashamed of her clothing. I'll see to that."
They were now close to the gate, and Cheesacre paused before he entered. "Do you think there's no chance at all for me, then?" said he.
"I know there's none. I've heard her speak about it."
"Somebody else, perhaps, is the happy man?"

"Who's mercenary now, Mr. Cheesacre? Go home and think about it; and if you'll marry Charlie, I'll go to your wedding."
They were now at the gate, and Cheesacre paused. "Do you think there's no chance at all for me, then?" said he.
"I know there's none."
"Somebody else, perhaps, is the happy man?"
