me for?” And was then turned over on its back in Bella’s lap, and smothered with kisses.
“But really, John dear,” said Bella, flushed in quite a lovely manner by these exercises, “will the new house, just as it stands, do for baby? That’s the question.”
“I felt that to be the question,” he returned, “and therefore I arranged that you should come with me and look at it, tomorrow morning.” Appointment made, accordingly, for Bella to go up with him tomorrow morning; John kissed; and Bella delighted.
When they reached London in pursuance of their little plan, they took coach and drove westward. Not only drove westward, but drove into that particular westward division, which Bella had seen last when she turned her face from Mr. Boffin’s door. Not only drove into that particular division, but drove at last into that very street. Not only drove into that very street, but stopped at last at that very house.