Oh, you drive me wild with your improvident, Bohemian ways. There's to-morrow. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Sufficient for the day is the dinner thereof. Don't be greedy. MRS. SYLVESTER (_looking round_). You have sold most of your canvasses, I see, Mr. Tempenny. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY (_aside_). I thought she wouldn't find the gallery extensive, I must really do something to-day, I must indeed! (_Aloud_.) Sold? Yes, yes. I am starting on a fresh commission now. There's a little sketch up there you may fancy;--a mere impression, but full of tenderness, I think, and rapture. MRS. SYLVESTER. Rapture? REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. It is the newest word by which we explain the inexplicable. "Rapture!" It says everything, does it not? MRS. SYLVESTER (_vaguely_). Yes--yes, indeed. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY (_aside_). I made it up myself on the spot. MRS. TEMPENNY. (_Laying her hand on his arm earnestly_). Rembrandt-- REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Yes, dear, I know what you're going to say. The other tradespeople know we haven't paid the butcher and you want two pounds. I'll give it you this evening--(_Aside_.) If I can borrow it. MRS. SYLVESTER (_coming down_). Then we shall see you this evening at seven sharp, Mr. Tempenny? I am going to take Eugenia round to the house with me now, to spend the afternoon. You'll find her there when you come. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Good. (_Aside_.) I wish they'd go! (_Aloud_.) You don't mean to run away yet? MRS. SYLVESTER (_doubtfully_). I think so. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY (_with alacrity_). Well, if you really must-- (_Opens door_ D.F.) MRS. SYLVESTER. Till seven o'clock. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Till seven. MRS. TEMPENNY. Au revoir, dear. (_Aside to him_.) You won't forget the--? REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. (_Aside to_ MRS. TEMPENNY.) The two pounds, and the butcher; I won't forget 'em. I only hope the _butcher_ may forget _me_. (_Exit_ MRS. SYLVESTER.) MRS. TEMPENNY. By-bye, sweetheart. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Ta, ta, Duckie. MRS. TEMPENNY. Don't do too much--remember your precious health. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. All right, my love. MRS. TEMPENNY (_blowing a kiss_). There. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY (_blowing a kiss_). There. MRS. TEMPENNY. My own darling husband! REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. My angel. (_Exit_ MRS. TEMPENNY.) REMBRANDT TEMPENNY (_with a deep sigh of relief_).