“What a shocking scene!” said the spinster aunt.
“Dis-gusting!” ejaculated both the young ladies.
“Dreadful—dreadful!” said Jingle, looking very grave: he was about a bottle and a half ahead of any of his companions. “Horrid spectacle—very!”
“What a nice man!” whispered the spinster aunt to Mr. Tupman.
“Good-looking, too!” whispered Emily Wardle.
“Oh, decidedly,” observed the spinster aunt.