"Why don't you turn him out ?" he asked sharply.
"He's going away to-morrow anyhow," she replied.

"Besides, the girl, she's so ashamed--and she doesn't want anyone to know.

'Who'd want to kiss me after him' she said, and so he stays till to-morrow.

He's not in the tavern itself, but in the little annex next door-there, where he's going now.

He's only had his meals here, though the annex belongs to us as well.