“Excuse me, sir, have you ever thought of marrying yourself?” said Sergeant Hopkins.
“Not seriously,” said Tony. “I mean to catch one young and bring her up to be just what I want. And then I suppose she’ll marry someone else like Mr. Day’s pupil.”
“Was that Mr. Day of the Loyal Barsets, sir?” asked the sergeant.
“Lord, no! A much older man,” said Tony. “I like your Mrs. Selina, sergeant. I’d see about it at once if I were you. And here is the Sheep’s Head. It’s a pity it’s not quite six.”
“I dare say if we was to go round to the back we’d find Mrs. Pollett somewhere about,” said Sergeant Hopkins carelessly.
“I’d like to meet Mrs. Pollett,” said Tony.
Meanwhile in the billiard-room Matron had briefly introduced Mrs. Morland to her audience, and then went away, as she had to see Dr. F
