“I have nothing to report, Lizzie,” said Eugene. “But, having promised you that an eye should be always kept on Mr. Riderhood through my friend Lightwood, I like occasionally to renew my assurance that I keep my promise, and keep my friend up to the mark.”

“I should not have doubted it, sir.”

“Generally, I confess myself a man to be doubted,” returned Eugene, coolly, “for all that.”

“Why are you?” asked the sharp Miss Wren.

“Because, my dear,” said the airy Eugene, “I am a bad idle dog.”

“Then why don’t you reform and be a good dog?” inquired Miss Wren.