“I wish he’d let you— I’ll see you first where I wish they were now—in blank.”
“There is no use in speaking that way, John,” she said, quietly.
“I don’t want you to ‘John’ me,” he snarled. “I tell you I want you to go away.”
“I am going,” she said, sadly. “I will go as soon as I can. I have no money.”
“Where is your money?”
“I lent it to Captain McRaffle to invest.”
“More fool you!”
His manner changed.
“Will you go if I give you the money?”
“Yes”—his face brightened—“as soon as I have finished my year here.”