We have no new parlour carpets.

The bill is meant for some one else." "Oh, no," returned the man, smiling.

"The carpets were ordered two weeks ago; and this morning they were put down by the upholsterer." "Who ordered them ?" "Mrs.Ellis." "She did!" "Yes; and directed the bill sent in to you ?" "What is the amount ?" "One hundred and sixty-eight dollars." "Very well," said Ellis, controlling himself, "I will attend to it." The man retired, leaving the mind of Ellis in a complete sea of agitation.
"If this be so," he muttered in a low, angry voice, "then is all over! To struggle against such odds is hopeless.

But I cannot believe it.
There is--there must be an error.

The carpets are not mine.