He had by this time led us across the shop, and now opened a door in the back part of it, leading to the house-entry. As he stood with his hand upon the lock, the little old lady graciously observed to him before passing out, "That will do, Krook. You mean well, but are tiresome. My young friends are pressed for time. I have none to spare myself, having to attend court very soon. My young friends are the wards in Jarndyce."

He had by this time led us across the shop, and now opened a door at the back. The little old lady graciously observed,
"That will do, Krook. You mean well, but are tiresome. My young friends are pressed for time. They are the wards in Jarndyce."
