Bigelow Chapman, my dear, when I married you I knew you were intellectually great, and I looked forward to a brilliant future.

The house is all dark now." "Extravagance, my dear, extravagance," said Chapman, shaking his head suggestively.

"It is a master that will break down the best of us." Topman and Mrs.Topman have been indulging in extravagance; Gusher has been spending all the money he could get, and all the young men in the office went to doing the same.

"And you, my darling--you know you havn't lived--." Chapman was going to say, "so economical." "But, my dear," rejoined Mrs.Chapman quickly, and evidently inclined to change the conversation: "It was not me who introduced the handsome young gentleman into the house." "No, my dear--you only encouraged him when he was in," replied Chapman, submissively.

"I didn't tell you all, my dear, Topman is a forger, and is not to be found.