"You wouldn't? Oh, Jupiter Olympus! Only hear that!" exclaimed Archie, striding up and down in a towering passion. "That shows all you care about me! Going and falling in love with the first old tarry sailor you meet! I won't endure it! I'll blow my brains out—I'll——"
"Well, don't do it in the house, then. Pistols make a noise, and might disturb Mr. Danvers."
Archie fell into a chair with a deep groan.
"There, don't look so dismal. I declare, you give me a fit of the blues every time you come to see me. Why can't you be pleasant, and laugh?"
"Laugh!" exclaimed poor Archie.
"Yes, laugh! I'm sure you used to be forever grinning. Poor, dear Mr. Danvers is sick, yet he laughs."
"Mr. Danvers again!" shouted Archie, springing to his feet. "May Lucifer twist Mr. Danvers' neck for him! I won't stay another minute in the house. I'll clear out, and never see you more. I'll never enter your presence again, you heartless girl!"
"Well, won't you take a cup of coffee before you go?" said Gipsy, with her sweetest smile.
"Hallo, Jupiter! Jupiter, I say, bring round my horse. And now, most faithless of women, I leave you forever. Life is now a blank to me; and, ere yonder sun sets, I shall be in eternity."
"Is it possible? Won't you write when you get there, and let me know if it's a good place for lawyers to settle in?"