He could already see something in Mrs. Hurtle's eye which prevented his at once bursting into wrath;--but who was Mrs. Hurtle, that she should interfere with him? "Upon my word, ma'am," he said, "I'm very much obliged to you, but I don't quite know to what I owe the honour of your--your--"
"Interference you mean."
"I didn't say so, but perhaps that's about it."
"I'd interfere to save any woman that God ever made," said Mrs. Hurtle with energy. "We're all apt to wait a little too long, because we're ashamed to do any little good that chance puts in our way. You must go and leave her, Sir Felix."
"I suppose she may do as she pleases about that."
"Do you mean to make her your wife?" asked Mrs. Hurtle sternly.

He could already see something in Mrs. Hurtle's eye which prevented his at once bursting into wrath; but who was Mrs. Hurtle, that she should interfere with him?
"Upon my word, ma'am," he said, "I'm very much obliged to you, but I don't quite know to what I owe the honour of your - your-"
"Interference. I'd interfere to save any woman that God ever made," said Mrs. Hurtle with energy. "You must leave her, Sir Felix."
"She may do as she pleases."
"Do you mean to make her your wife?" asked Mrs. Hurtle sternly.
