"Your wife, Fanny Robin." "Fanny!" said the wall, in utter astonishment.
"Yes," said the girl, with a half-suppressed gasp of emotion.
There was something in the woman's tone which is not that of the wife, and there was a manner in the man which is rarely a husband's.
The dialogue went on: "How did you come here ?" "I asked which was your window.

Forgive me!" "I did not expect you to-night.

Indeed, I did not think you would come at all.

It was a wonder you found me here.

I am orderly to-morrow." "You said I was to come." "Well--I said that you might." "Yes, I mean that I might.