"After all, Caudle, it is something to get into one's own bed again.
I SHALL sleep to-night. What!

"YOU'RE GLAD OF IT?

"That's like your sneering; I know what you mean. Of course; I never
can think of making myself comfortable, but you wound my feelings.
If you cared for your own bed like any other man, you'd not have
stayed out till this hour. Don't say that I drove you out of the
house as soon as we came in it. I only just spoke about the dirt and
the dust,--but the fact is, you'd be happy in a pig-sty! I thought I
could have trusted that Mrs. Closepeg with untold gold; and did you
only see the hearthrug? When we left home there was a tiger in it:
I should like to know who could make out the tiger, now? Oh, it's
very well for you to swear at the tiger, but swearing won't revive
the rug again. Else you might swear.

"You could go out and make yourself comfortable at your club. You
little know how many windows are broken. How many do you think? No:
I sha'n't tell you to-morrow--you shall know now. I'm sure! Talking
about getting health at Margate; all my health went away directly I
went into the kitchen. There's dear mother's china bowl cracked in
two places. I could have sat down and cried when I saw it: a bowl I
can recollect when I was a child. Eh?

"I SHOULD HAVE LOCKED IT UP, THEN?

"Yes: that's your feeling for anything of mine. I only wish it had