"I don’t want to anger Screech, for he took a lot of trouble, and ’twasn’t his fault that Jane didn’t hear the voice. For that matter, ’twas as good as if she had done, and she’s holding off even now from Bart Stanbury, as Screech foretold me she would do. But I don’t get no forwarder with her, and ’tis only an evil postponed from my point of view, because she’s plainly told me that she likes Bart better than me, and she’s only waiting to see if there was anything in that voice, or if ’twas all nonsense and stuff." "In other words," said Mr. Maunder, "if the man lives over into next year, which, of course, he will do, then she’ll take him." "Yes, exactly so. If he died she’d have me, but on no other terms." "I’m afraid then, to say it kindly, Tim, the game’s up," declared Ernest. "You see, the man ban’t going to die, and you’m harrying his mother silly for nought. If I may venture to advise, I’d urge for you to let it out and give her up." "I don’t mind for myself, but there’s Billy Screech." "If you’ve lost her, ’tis no good keeping up these hookem-snivey doings. Nought’s gained by it. To use craft, though foreign to my nature, I hope, in a general way, I should advise that Screech lets the thing out sudden. He might pretend that he’s just heard tell about it, and his wife could tell Mrs. Stanbury’s daughter, Margaret Bowden. Then ’twould be all right in a day, and the poor creature might recover her senses and rest in peace." "As ’tis," explained Timothy, "she’s in a double mess, which we never thought upon--no, not the cleverest among us--for she can’t tell whether ’tis her son or her husband be going to drop. And she goes in fear according." "It oughtn’t to be. It mustn’t be," declared the other. "’Tis unworthy and improper; and though I couldn’t say ’twas an actual crime against law, yet ’tis a very indecent situation, and if the poor creature was to go mad, you’d feel a heavy load on your conscience, Timothy, even though Billy Screech may be so built as not to care." "Yes, I should," admitted Mr. Mattacott; "and something must be done--especially so, since I’ve lost the woman. ’Tis very vexatious in her, for she’s as near as damn it said ’yes’ a score of times." "You’ll do better to look elsewhere, whether or no. Them uncertain creatures afore marriage are often uncertain afterwards, and then they be the very mischief," said Ernest. "And as for wits, upon my life I don’t think Mrs. Stanbury’s the only one that’s tottering. ’Twouldn’t maze me any day to hear as Reuben Shillabeer had to be handled. That man’s not what he was." "He hath a wandering eye, I grant you." "More than that, and worse than that. ’Tis my business, in its higher branches, to take thought of what be passing in a man’s brain, Timothy, and oft of late I’ve marked the ’Dumpling’ waver in his speech and break off and lose the thread." "Have you now!" "True as I’m here on duty. He don’t fix his intellects as he used."