'To-morrow?
Oh! very well.

You are the judge.

And this creature--the insolvent to the apple-woman, who is coming, whom you would push here--will expose us, without a soul to guide his conduct, for I shall not remain.

And Carry will not remain.
Carry---!' The Countess gave a semisob.

'Carry must return to her brute--' meaning the gallant Marine, her possessor.
And the Countess, knowing that Evan loved his sister Caroline, incidentally related to him an episode in the domestic life of Major and Mrs.Strike.
'Greatly redounding to the credit of the noble martinet for the discipline he upholds,' the Countess said, smiling at the stunned youth.
'I would advise you to give her time to recover from one bruise,' she added.