"It is better than our place at Lambeth.

You wont mind my hurrying away: I have a great deal to do in town.

Good-bye.

Good-bye, Mr.Lind." Susanna murmured something.

Marmaduke, after making an effort to bid his guest good-bye genially, opened the gate, and stood for a minute watching him as he strode away.
"What does _he_ care what becomes of me, the selfish brute!" cried Susanna, passionately.
"He didnt complain: he has nothing to complain of," said Marmaduke.
"Anyhow, why didnt he stay at home and look after you?
By George, Susanna, he is the coolest card I ever came across." "What brought him here ?" she demanded, vehemently.
"That reminds me.