And people are so unreasonable .-- Only this morning, among other things, when you got your order to go on with your single study, I received a letter from a woman, an old friend whom I can scarcely refuse, begging me as a great favour to design her a set of theatrical costumes, in which she and her friends can perform for some charity.

It would occupy me a good week to go into the subject and do the thing properly.

Such are the sort of letters I get.

I wish, George, you could knock out something for her before you leave town.

It is positively impossible for me to do it with all this work in hand, and these eternal fogs to contend against.' 'I fear costumes are rather out of my line,' said the son.