"Laura!"
"Well?" said Laura, going on with her combing and brushing.
"You won't go out to-morrow?"
"Won't I? That's all you know about it, then."
"It's my wish you should stay."
"And it's my wish to go."
"Then you will go?"
"Most decidedly. And now, Mr. Courtney, hold your tongue, for I'm going to sleep."
He clenched his teeth with impotent rage, and his jealous soul shone forth hideously from his glittering eyes. And, angry and indignant, Mrs. Courtney went to sleep, muttering:
"I vow to Cupid, you shall have some cause for jealousy, my wise lord and master. Pity to have you jealous for nothing; so, handsome Captain Campbell, look out, for I mean to flirt like fury!"