Then the old lady threw a shawl over him and again went to sleep.
"If I behaved badly I beg your pardon," said Mary.
"That's just what I wanted to say to you, Miss Masters,--only a man never can do those things as well as a lady.

I did behave badly, and I do beg your pardon.

Of course I ought to have asked Mr.Twentyman to come with us.

I know that he is a very good fellow." "Indeed he is," said Mary Masters, with all the emphasis in her power.

"Deedy is, deedy is, deedy is, deedy is," repeated the parrot in a very angry voice about a dozen times under his shawl, and while the old lady was remonstrating with her too talkative companion their tickets were taken and they ran into the Hinxton Station.