“Nonsense yourself! I've this minute seen him. He said to me: 'Ahem! Honeychurch,'“ — Freddy was an indifferent mimic — ”'ahem! ahem! I have at last procured really dee-sire-rebel tenants.' I said, 'ooray, old boy!' and slapped him on the back.”

“Exactly. The Miss Alans?”

“Rather not. More like Anderson.”

“Oh, good gracious, there isn't going to be another muddle!” Mrs. Honeychurch exclaimed. “Do you notice, Lucy, I'm always right? I said don't interfere with Cissie Villa. I'm always right. I'm quite uneasy at being always right so often.”

“It's only another muddle of Freddy's. Freddy doesn't even know the name of the people he pretends have taken it instead.”