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Mrs. J. Then I’m afraid you’ll have to go back there.

J. B. Wal, I shan’t give it up so. I’m going to try further.

(Exit J. B., L.)

A. It is getting late. I don’t believe we shall have any more applicants to-day.

Mrs. J. You are mistaken, for here is one now.

(Enter Mrs. Westwood, L.)

Mrs. Westwood. Good-afternoon, ladies. Am I too late for a place? Are your rooms all taken?

Mrs. J. No. We have several left. There are two in particular that I think you would fancy. One is a very large and pleasant room. The other is a little smaller.

Mrs. W. Oh, I must have the large one, by all means.

Mrs. J. The larger one, with board, will be twenty dollars a week.

Mrs. W. Very well, I will pay it. I’ve got plenty of money at present. My husband died a year ago, and left me with a large farm and a quantity of stock. But I wasn’t going to be immured in a dismal farm-house—not I. So I’ve sold the farm, and come to the city to board till my money gives out. Perhaps then you’ll take me as a partner in the boarding-house business.