"Have you asked her to marry you?"
"Hardly! I've only known her a fortnight, and besides, I've got no money."
"No; but she has!"
"I don't want to live on my wife. I'm going away to South America."
"Never to see her again, I suppose," said Toby, ironically; "don't talk nonsense, Archie. You're madly in love with Miss Pethram and don't want to lose sight of her."
"True! but I must when she goes away from here."
"Not a bit of it. Listen, I will be your good angel."
Maxwell laughed grimly at the idea.
"I will be your good angel," repeated Toby, imperturbably, "and take you down with me to Deswarth."
"To your father's house? I thought you weren't friends with your governor."