I was hesitating about calling to Madame, because that lady had a
certain spirit of opposition within her, and to disclose a small wish
of any sort was generally, if it lay in her power, to prevent its
accomplishment.
At this moment the gentleman in the green coat returned, approaching me
with a slow sort of swagger.
'I say, Miss, I dropped a glove close by here. May you have seen it?'
'No, sir,' I said, drawing back a little, and looking, I dare say, both
frightened and offended.
'I do think I must 'a dropped it close by your foot, Miss.'
'No, sir,' I repeated.
'No offence, Miss, but you're sure you didn't hide it?'
I was beginning to grow seriously uncomfortable.
'Don't be frightened, Miss; it's only a bit o' chaff. I'm not going to
search.'
I called aloud, 'Madame, Madame!' and he whistled through his fingers, and
shouted, 'Madame, Madame,' and added, 'She's as deaf as a tombstone, or
she'll hear that. Gi'e her my compliments, and say I said you're a beauty,
Miss;' and with a laugh and a leer he strode off.
Altogether this had not been a very pleasant excursion. Madame gobbled up
our sandwiches, commending them every now and then to me.
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