I've arranged everything for you already," he continued with a laugh.

"Come now, that's a compliment to you, isn't it ?" He smiled a moment in her steadfast, earnest face, and then said, more gravely, "You'll do.

Now listen." He then carefully detailed his plan.

There was so little of excitement or mystery in their manner that the servant, who returned to light the gas, never knew that the ruin and bankruptcy of the house was being told before her, or that its mistress was planning her secret flight.
"Good afternoon.

I will see you to-morrow then," said Poindexter, raising his eyes to hers as the servant opened the door for him.
"Good afternoon," repeated Mrs.Tucker, quietly answering his look.
"You need not light the gas in my room, Mary," she continued in the same tone of voice as the door closed upon him; "I shall lie down for a few moments, and then I may run over to the Robinsons for the evening." She regained her room composedly.