"I justabout will speak. A purty mess you've got me into. You ought to have told me before we married as he had a son out in Canada."
"I didn't know. This is the first I've heard of it. Anyhow, you surely don't mean to say you married me for my money."
"Well, I wouldn't have married you if you hadn't got none."
"For Shame!" said the lady friend.
Rose burst into tears, and young David, interrupted in the midst of an excellent meal, sent up a piercing wail.
"You'd better go downstairs till you know how to speak to your wife properly," said the female from Rye.
"My wife's deceived me!" shouted Reuben. "I made sure as she'd come in fur thousands of pounds when old Lardner died, and all she's got out of him is fifty pounds and his lousy furniture."
"Furniture?" said Rose, brisking up; "why from what you said I thought there was nothing. I could do with some furniture. I want a bedstead with brass knobs."
"Well, you shan't have it. I'll justabout sell the whole lot. You can't prevent me."
Rose's sobs burst forth afresh. Her friend ran up to her and took her in her arms, badly squeezing poor David, who became purple and entirely animal in his remonstrances.