"But what does it matter?
You have done what seemed right, and if it is taken in the wrong way you cannot help it." "It does matter," he said.

"If she is wroth with me, I don't mind telling you that I am fit to hang myself.

Could you not set things right for me, somehow?
You are an old friend." "No, hardly; for I am not in favour there just now." "Well, I shall go and try to get round the Welsh girl to speak for me." Now, that was a servant I had never heard of, and I thought I knew all the household.

So I could not tell him if that would be of use, and he left me in some sort of desperation to try what he could.

He was very much in love.
Next day he came back beaming.