"The wardrobe will stand in a passage somewhere. We must have places to put our clothes."
"A house with passages of that capacity—"
"Well, never you mind. If I can't find room for my things, I can sell them in Melbourne as well as here."
"Having squandered a small fortune on the carriage down. Better leave them with me, Debbie, and let me send you what you want afterwards."
"Thank you. You would not have them to send afterwards."
"Oh, I think I would."
"No. I shall settle everything before I leave, and the sale will be held immediately. The furniture first, and then the place." Her mouth closed upon the words like a steel snap.
"Just as you please about that," he said quietly. "Any time will suit me."
"By public auction," she added, with a sharp glance at him—"to the highest bidder."
"Yes," was his laconic comment. "Me."