"Take your 'and off," raved Mr. Silk. "Leave 'er alone. 'Ow dare you? D'ye hear me? 'Melia, I won't 'ave it! I won't 'ave it!" "Don't be silly, Teddy," remonstrated Mr. Nugent, following up Miss Kybird, as she edged away from him. "Leave 'er alone, d'ye 'ear?" yelled Mr. Silk, thumping the counter with his small fist. "She's my _wife!_" "Teddy's mad," said Mr. Nugent, calmly, "stark, staring, raving mad. Poor Teddy." He shook his head sadly, and had just begun to recommend a few remedies when the parlour door opened and the figure of Mr. Kybird, with his wife standing close behind him, appeared in the doorway. "Who's making all this noise?" demanded the former, looking from one to the other. "I am," said Mr. Silk, fiercely. "It's no use your winking at me; I'm not going to 'ave any more of this nonsense. 'Melia, you go and get your 'at on and come straight off 'ome with me." Mr. Kybird gave a warning cough. "Go easy, Teddy," he murmured. "And don't you cough at me," said the irritated Mr. Silk, "because it won't do no good." Mr. Kybird subsided. He was not going to quarrel with a son-in-law who might at any moment be worth ten thousand pounds. "Isn't he mad?" inquired the amazed Mr. Nugent. "Cert'nly not," replied Mr. Kybird, moving aside to let his daughter pass; "no madder than you are. Wot d'ye mean, mad?" Mr. Nugent looked round in perplexity. "Do you mean to tell me that Teddy and Amelia are married?" he said, in a voice trembling with eagerness. "I do," said Mr. Kybird. "It seems they've been fond of one another all along, and they went up all unbeknown last Friday and got a license and got married." "And if I see you putting your 'and on 'er shoulder ag'in" said Mr. Silk, with alarming vagueness. "But suppose she asks me to?" said the delighted Mr. Nugent, with much gravity. [Illustration: "'But suppose she asks me to?' said the delighted Mr. Nugent, with much gravity."] "Look 'ere, we don't want none o' your non-sense," broke in the irate Mrs. Kybird, pushing her way past her husband and confronting the speaker. "I've been deceived," said Mr. Nugent in a thrilling voice; "you've all been deceiving me. Kybird, I blush for you (that will save you a lot of trouble). Teddy, I wouldn't have believed it of you. I can't stay here; my heart is broken." "Well we don't want you to," retorted the aggressive Mrs. Kybird. "You can take yourself off as soon as ever you like. You can't be too quick to please me." Mr. Nugent bowed and walked past the counter. "And not even a bit of wedding-cake for me," he said, shaking a reproachful head at the heated Mr. Silk. "Why, I'd put you down first on my list."