Upon my word!" She was regarding her husband in a puzzled manner.

Burton was quietly but well dressed.

His apparel was not such as Ellen would have thought of choosing for him, but in a dim sort of way she recognized its qualities.

She recognized, too, something new about him which, although she vigorously rebelled against it, still impressed her with a sense of superiority.
"Alfred Burton," she continued, impressively, "for the dear land's sake, what's come over you?
Mrs.Johnson was around last week and told me you'd lost your job at Waddington's months ago.

And here you are, all in new clothes, and not a word about coming back or anything.