“Yes, ’pon honor!” and the captain kissed his hand to his fiancée.
I wonder if he really loves me?” she said to herself, wistfully.
At this moment the servant entered.
Please, ma’am, there is a rough-looking man below who says he wants to see you. His name is Rugg.”
“Admit him,” said Mrs. Middleton, looking annoyed.
Why are you here, Mr. Rugg?” demanded Mrs. Middleton, coolly.
On business,” said the tramp, throwing himself, uninvited, upon the same chair from which Capt. Lovell had just risen.
Mrs. Middleton flushed with anger, but she did not dare to treat his insolence as it deserved.
“What business can you have with me?” she asked, coldly.
It’s about the allowance.”