I wonder his master didn't take him, instead of leaving him here to be a nuisance to all of us!" Lyndall seemed absorbed in her play; but he ventured another remark.
"Do you think now, Miss Lyndall, that he'll ever have anything in the world--that German.

I mean--money enough to support a wife on, and all that sort of thing?
I don't.

He's what I call soft." She was spreading her skirt out softly with her left hand for the dog to lie down on it.
"I think I should be rather astonished if he ever became a respectable member of society," she said.

"I don't expect to see him the possessor of bank-shares, the chairman of a divisional council, and the father of a large family; wearing a black hat, and going to church twice on a Sunday.

He would rather astonish me if he came to such an end." "Yes; I don't expect anything of him either," said Gregory, zealously.
"Well, I don't know," said Lyndall; "there are some small things I rather look to him for.