"My wife's calling aloud for her!" Tony laid his hand, with his flushed laugh, on the young man's shoulder.
Dennis had listened earnestly, looking at his companions in turn. "It doesn't matter if she doesn't know in the least who I am?"
"She knows perfectly—don't be shy!" Rose familiarly exclaimed.
Tony gave him a great pat on the back which sent him off. "She has even something particular to say to you! She takes a great interest in his relations with you," he continued to Rose as the door closed behind their visitor. Then meeting in her face a certain impatience of any supersession of the question of Julia's state, he added, to justify his allusion, a word accompanied by the same excited laugh that had already broken from him. "Mrs. Beever deprecates the idea of any further delay in your marriage and thinks you've got quite enough to 'set up' on. She pronounces your means remarkably adequate."
"What does she know about our means?" Rose coldly asked.
"No more, doubtless, than I! But that needn't
