Just then her husband's voice detonated in the room above.

She arose, trembling like a leaf.
"Be firm," said her adviser.
"I will." "Sit down again.

It will do him no harm to wait." Mrs.Buzza obeyed, still trembling.
It was at this moment that the Honourable Frederic re-entered the room, and looked around with a slow smile.
"Nellie," he observed, when they were outside the house, "you're a vastly clever woman, my love." "How's the Admiral ?" was the reply.
"He nibbles, my angel; he bites." "I heard him barkin'.

An' how long will Brady be givin' us ?" "Two months, my treasure." Mrs.Goodwyn-Sandys reflected for a moment, and then made the following extraordinary reply-- "Be aisy, me dear.

In six weeks I'll be ready to elope from yez." What passed between the Admiral and Mrs.Buzza when they were left together was never fully known.