When Janet came, she found her mother alone.
"Where's Gerard?" she asked.
"He's gone for a ride."
"Is he staying to-night?"
"Yes; two or three days, I think."
"Well, dear, I am glad we amuse him. There doesn't seem much for a man to do here, does there?"
"Don't you like him to be here?"
"Oh, I don't mind; only he wastes my time."
"I begin to think he's wasting his own too," remarked Mrs. Delane.
"Oh, he's got nothing else to do with it—or at least he does nothing else with it."