“Alias what?”
“Alias nothing! I say my name is Samuel Marlowe....”
An explosive roar burst from Mr. Bennett.
“The scoundrel! I know him! I forbade him the house, and....”
“And by what right did you forbid people my house, Mr. Bennett?” said Mrs. Hignett with acerbity.
“I’ve rented the house, Mortimer and I rented it from your son....”
“Yes, yes, yes,” said Jane Hubbard. “Never mind about that. So you know this fellow, do you?”
“I don’t know him!”
“You said you did.”
“I refuse to know him!” went on Mr. Bennett. “I won’t know him! I decline to have anything to do with him!”