He took out his purse determinedly; glanced angrily at her; and muttered, "I never thought you were that sort of woman." "What sort of woman ?" demanded Susanna, in a tone that made the other occupants of the room turn and stare.
"Never mind," said Marmaduke.

She was about to retort, when she saw him looking into his purse with an expression of dismay.

The waiter came.
Susanna, instead of attempting to be beforehand in proffering the money, changed her mind, and waited.

Marmaduke searched his pockets.

Finding nothing, he muttered an imprecation, and, fingering his watch chain, glanced doubtfully at the waiter, who looked stolidly at the tablecloth.
"There," said Susanna, putting down a sovereign.
Marmaduke looked on helplessly whilst the waiter changed the coin and thanked Susanna for her gratuity.