It will be well for you to wait until he has gone." "Why?
He is my husband, whatever we have done, and I'm not ashamed of him." "Is he your husband?
Ask him what I meant when I said his home was at Shadwell." "Come, Lotty," said Joe, with a curious change of manner.

"Let us go at once." "Wait," Lala repeated.

"Wait, young woman, let him go first.
Pray--pray let him go first." "Why should I wait?
I go with my husband." "I thought to save you from shame.

But if you will go with him, ask him again why his home is at Shadwell, and why he left his wife." Lotty sprung upon her husband, and caught his wrists with both hands.
"Joe, what does he mean?
Tell me he is a liar." "That would be useless," said Lala Roy.

"Because a very few minutes will prove the contrary.