"Oh, indeed; Mrs Lupex," she said. "And Mr Cradell!"
"And Miss Spruce, my dear," said Mrs Lupex, pointing to the ancient
lady.
"I'm only an old woman," said Miss Spruce.
"Oh, yes; I see Miss Spruce," said Amelia. "I was not hinting
anything, I can assure you."
"I should think not, my dear," said Mrs Lupex.
"Only I didn't know that you two were quite-- That is, when last I
heard about it, I fancied-- But if the quarrel's made up, there's
nobody more rejoiced than I am."
"The quarrel is made up," said Cradell.
"If Mrs Lupex is satisfied, I'm sure I am," said Amelia.
"Mr Lupex is satisfied," said Mrs Lupex; "and let me tell you, my
dear, seeing that you are expecting to get married yourself--"
"Mrs Lupex, I'm not expecting to get married,--not particularly, by
any means."
"Oh, I thought you were. And let me tell you, that when you've got
a husband of your own, you won't find it so easy to keep everything
straight. That's the worst of these lodgings; if there is any little
thing, everybody knows it. Don't they, Miss Spruce?"
"Lodgings is so much more comfortable than housekeeping," said Miss
Spruce, who lived rather in fear of her relatives, the Ropers.
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