'Ah, your mother. You have her force—her vehemence.'
'And she is your wife.'
'I am—ah! so agitated. I will see you again. I must go and have some of the waters. I will call on Mrs.——'
'Tomkin-Jones. And on me, your child?'
'Yes—I shall see you again—my child.'
He stood hesitating before her. Then he stooped, looked about him timidly, and, seeing no one, kissed her brow.
CHAPTER XXXIV
MISCHIEF-MAKING
A rap at the front door, followed by a ring, and then a card was brought up by the servant and presented to Mrs. Tomkin-Jones on a blistered Japan tray.