“Father!” cried Mr. Winkle, recoiling in amazement.

“Yes, sir,” replied the little old gentleman. “Well, Sir, what have you got to say to me?”

Mr. Winkle remained silent.

“You are ashamed of yourself, I hope, Sir?” said the old gentleman.

Still Mr. Winkle said nothing.

“Are you ashamed of yourself, Sir, or are you not?” inquired the old gentleman.

“No, Sir,” replied Mr. Winkle, drawing Arabella’s arm through his. “I am not ashamed of myself, or of my wife either.”