Mrs. J. It must have been a great disappointment.
Miss T. Yes; but then ’twas my luck. I don’t place no dependence on anything now. (Rising.) There’s no knowin’ what may happen; but I’ll come, to stay, next Monday, if I’m alive an’ well.
(Exit, L.)
A. (drawing a long breath). Oh, I’m so glad she’s gone. I hope something will happen to prevent her coming. It’s as dismal to have her round as to be alone in the house on a drizzly day in November.
Mrs. J. We can’t refuse any one who is willing to pay our price. But hark! some one is coming. (Enter Mr. Scott hurriedly.)
Mr. Scott (nervously). I have come to get boarded here madam. (With deprecating gesture.) Don’t refuse me, for I shall certainly commit suicide if you do. You see I’ve set my heart on boarding with you and your charming daughter.
Mrs. J. (benignantly). There is no occasion for my refusing you. We have still a few rooms left that are not engaged.
Mr. S. (in a hurried manner). And what are your terms—though that will make no difference. I shall come, whatever they may be.
Mrs. J. We have one room, at fifteen dollars, that may perhaps suit you.
Mr. S. (with a theatrical air). Fifteen dollars! Ask me not to pay such a paltry sum. I would never pay less than twenty-five.