Part 8 (2/2)

DRUMMLE.

Why do you?

AUBREY.

Never mind.

DRUMMLE.

Now, I can quite understand a man wis.h.i.+ng to be married in the dark, as it were.

AUBREY.

You can?

DRUMMLE.

In your place I should very likely adopt the same course.

AUBREY.

You think so?

DRUMMLE.

And if I intended marrying a lady not prominently in Society, as I presume you do--as I presume you do----

AUBREY.

Well?

DRUMMLE.

As I presume you do, I'm not sure that _I_ should tender her for preliminary dissection at afternoon tea-tables.

AUBREY.

No?

DRUMMLE.

In fact, there is probably only one person--were I in your position to-night--with whom I should care to chat the matter over.

AUBREY.

Who's that?

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