His ungainliness gave him enough of the air of his simile to set Rosa off laughing heartily.

‘It strikes you in the same light,’ said Mr. Grewgious, with perfect calmness.  ’Just so.  To return to my memorandum.  Mr. Edwin has been to and fro here, as was arranged.  You have mentioned that, in your quarterly letters to me.  And you like him, and he likes you.’

‘I like him very much, sir,’ rejoined Rosa.

‘So I said, my dear,’ returned her guardian, for whose ear the timid emphasis was much too fine.  ‘Good.  And you correspond.’

‘We write to one another,’ said Rosa, pouting, as she recalled their epistolary differences.

’Such is the meaning that I attach to the word “correspond” in this application, my dear,’ said Mr. Grewgious.  ’Good.  All goes well, time works on, and at this next Christmas-time it will become necessary, as a matter of form, to give the exemplary lady in the corner window, to whom we are so much indebted, business notice of your departure in the ensuing half-year.  Your relations with her are far more than business relations, no doubt; but a residue of business remains in them, and business is business ever.  I am a particularly Angular man,’ proceeded Mr. Grewgious, as if it suddenly occurred to him to mention it, ’and I am not used to give anything away.  If, for these two reasons, some competent Proxy would give you away, I should take it very kindly.’

Rosa intimated, with her eyes on the ground, that she thought a substitute might be found, if required.

‘Surely, surely,’ said Mr. Grewgious.  ’For instance, the gentleman who teaches Dancing here—­he would know how to do it with graceful propriety.  He would advance and retire in a manner satisfactory to the feelings of the officiating clergyman, and of yourself, and the bridegroom, and all parties concerned.  I am—­I am a particularly Angular man,’ said Mr. Grewgious, as if he had made up his mind to screw it out at last:  ‘and should only blunder.’

Rosa sat still and silent.  Perhaps her mind had not got quite so far as the ceremony yet, but was lagging on the way there.

‘Memorandum, “Will.”  Now, my dear,’ said Mr. Grewgious, referring to his notes, disposing of ‘Marriage’ with his pencil, and taking a paper from his pocket; ’although.  I have before possessed you with the contents of your father’s will, I think it right at this time to leave a certified copy of it in your hands.  And although Mr. Edwin is also aware of its contents, I think it right at this time likewise to place a certified copy of it in Mr. Jasper’s hand—­’

‘Not in his own!’ asked Rosa, looking up quickly.  ’Cannot the copy go to Eddy himself?’

’Why, yes, my dear, if you particularly wish it; but I spoke of Mr. Jasper as being his trustee.’

‘I do particularly wish it, if you please,’ said Rosa, hurriedly and earnestly; ’I don’t like Mr. Jasper to come between us, in any way.’