people to laugh at you. Oh, it's all very well for you--you can go
to sleep. You've no thought of your poor patient wife, and your own
dear children. You think of nothing but lending umbrellas!

"Men, indeed!--call themselves lords of the creation!--pretty lords,
when they can't even take care of an umbrella!

"I know that walk to-morrow will be the death of me. But that's what
you want--then you may go to your club and do as you like--and then,
nicely my poor dear children will be used--but then, sir, then you'll
be happy. Oh, don't tell me! I know you will. Else you'd never
have lent the umbrella!

"You have to go on Thursday about that summons and, of course, you
can't go. No, indeed, you DON'T go without the umbrella. You may
lose the debt for what I care--it won't be so much as spoiling your
clothes--better lose it: people deserve to lose debts who lend
umbrellas!

"And I should like to know how I'm to go to mother's without the
umbrella! Oh, don't tell me that I said I WOULD go--that's nothing
to do with it; nothing at all. She'll think I'm neglecting her, and
the little money we were to have we sha'n't have at all--because
we've no umbrella.

"The children, too! Dear things! They'll be sopping wet; for they
sha'n't stop at home--they sha'n't lose their learning; it's all
their father will leave 'em, I'm sure. But they SHALL go to school.
Don't tell me I said they shouldn't: you are so aggravating, Caudle;
you'd spoil the temper of an angel. They SHALL go to school; mark