‘Kitty,’ said Walter, with hesitation, ‘we have found it out by accident.’ ‘Oh, don’t say _we_! _I’ve_ found it out. It would never have come into your head to look at the books.’ ‘Well, _you_ then. You have found it out by accident, and when we’re happy ourselves, why should we try to make other people miserable? Kitty!’ He put his arm round her, and pleaded with his lips close to her ear. ‘Oh, nonsense!’ she said; ‘all men are taken in like that; but I can’t let her off; I won’t let her off. Why, it wouldn’t be right!’ ‘There are some people who would think what we are doing wasn’t right,’ said Walter. ‘Oh, you coward,’ cried Kitty, ‘to turn round on me when we haven’t been married an hour! As if it was my doing, when you know that but for you----’ ‘I am not turning round on you. I never said it was your doing. Kitty, darling, don’t let us quarrel. You know I never meant----’ ‘I shall quarrel, if I like,’ cried Kitty, bursting into tears; and they had it out, as they had already done a hundred times, and would a hundred more, enjoying it thoroughly. It suddenly occurred to Walter, however, as the little episode drew near a close, that the ham and eggs must be ready, and he threw in an intimation to this effect with very telling results. Kitty jumped up, dried her eyes, straightened her hat, and declared that she was dying of hunger. ‘But whatever happens, and however serious things may be, you always will go on,’ she said. He was magnanimous, being very hungry too, and restrained the retort that was trembling on his tongue, that it was she who would go on; and they flew across to the little alehouse, arm in arm, and enjoyed their ham and eggs even more than they had enjoyed their quarrel. They found out that the next train ‘up’ was not till eleven o’clock, which set their minds at rest, for they had meant to go to London before Kitty’s mind had been all unsettled by that discovery. Walter had begun to hope she had forgotten all about it, when she suddenly jumped up from the table--not, however, before she had made a very satisfactory meal. ‘Oh, what a fool I am!’ cried Kitty. ‘I never paid any attention to the man!’ ‘What man?’ ‘Why, the man she was married to, you goose! A woman can’t be married all by herself. It was a long name--Everard something. I didn’t know it, or I should have paid more attention. Haven’t you finished yet?--for I must run this instant----’ ‘Where, Kitty?’ ‘Why, to look up the book again!’ she cried. ‘I wish you’d give this up,’ said Walter. ‘Do, to please me. We’ve got all we wish ourselves, and why should we worry other people, Kitty?’ ‘If you have got all you wish, I have not. I want to please them--to make them do something for us; and when a thing like this turns up--the very thing!--why, mamma will hug us both--she will forgive us on the spot. She’ll be so pleased she’ll do anything for us. I don’t know about Mrs. Lawrence----’