'Mr Browdie,' said Kate, addressing his young wife, 'is the
best-humoured, the kindest and heartiest creature I ever saw. If I were
oppressed with I don't know how many cares, it would make me happy only
to look at him.'
'He does seem indeed, upon my word, a most excellent creature, Kate,'
said Mrs Nickleby; 'most excellent. And I am sure that at all times it
will give me pleasure--really pleasure now--to have you, Mrs Browdie,
to see me in this plain and homely manner. We make no display,' said Mrs
Nickleby, with an air which seemed to insinuate that they could make a
vast deal if they were so disposed; 'no fuss, no preparation; I wouldn't
allow it. I said, "Kate, my dear, you will only make Mrs Browdie feel
uncomfortable, and how very foolish and inconsiderate that would be!"'
'I am very much obliged to you, I am sure, ma'am,' returned Mrs Browdie,
gratefully. 'It's nearly eleven o'clock, John. I am afraid we are
keeping you up very late, ma'am.'
'Late!' cried Mrs Nickleby, with a sharp thin laugh, and one little
cough at the end, like a note of admiration expressed. 'This is quite
early for us.
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