Mr. L. It is.
Mr. C. How long have you occupied this house?
Mr. L. (puzzled). About a month.
Mr. C. What was the name of the former occupant?
Mr. L. His name was Lewis, also. I bought the house of him.
Mr. C. My name is Campbell. I am a brother of the other Mrs. Lewis. I have been travelling abroad for the last two years, and arrived here late last evening. Having a latch-key, and being ignorant of the change of owners, I entered, but was disappointed at not finding any one at home. The servant said the family were away at a party, and offered to conduct me to my room when I was ready to retire. She said Mrs. Lewis was expecting her brother.
Mrs. L. I was expecting him, but he didn’t come.
Mr. C. Under these circumstances, and misled by the name, I had no suspicion that I was trespassing. I therefore told the servant I could easily find the way to my room, as I had slept there many times before. I must apologize to this lady (turning to Aunt R.) for giving her such a fright, which I assure her was entirely unintentional on my part.
Mr. L. (laughing). Your explanation is perfectly satisfactory, sir. Mr. Arthur Lewis lives three blocks farther down-town. But it is late, and you must be our guest for the remainder of the night. We will furnish you with another bed, and——
A. R. (interrupting him indignantly). Do you suppose I would sleep in that bed after a man had slept there? Never! Let him stay here the rest of the night, if he wants to. I shall sleep in the other chamber myself.