"We tried to get a small table for it before you came, but we couldn't see anything we fancied.

I promised the captain I'd keep my eyes open for something." Miss Drewitt looked at him with growing indignation, and wondered whether Mr.Chalk had added her to his list of the victims of Mr.Tredgold's blandishments.
"Why not buy it for yourself ?" she demanded.
"No money," said Mr.Tredgold, shaking his head.

"You forget that I lost two pounds to Chalk the other day, owing to your efforts." "Well, I don't wish for it," said Miss Drewitt, firmly.

"Please don't say anything to my uncle about it." Mr.Tredgold looked disappointed.

"As you please, of course," he remarked.
"Old things always seem a little bit musty," said the girl, softening a little.