“Old lady,” said Mr. Boffin, “stop that noise! Tenderhearted in you, Miss Bella; but I mean to have it out right through with this young man, having got him into a corner. Now, you Rokesmith. I tell you that’s one side of your conduct⁠—insolence and presumption. Now, I’m a-coming to the other, which is much worse. This was a speculation of yours.”

“I indignantly deny it.”