But he had taken hold so promptly and so intelligently that by working far into the night, and through the whole forenoon, he had got Stoller's crude mass of notes into shape, and had sent off in time for the first steamer the letter which was to appear over the proprietor's name in his paper.

It was a sort of rough but very full study of the Carlsbad city government, the methods of taxation, the municipal ownership of the springs and the lands, and the public control in everything.

It condemned the aristocratic constitution of the municipality, but it charged heavily in favor of the purity, beneficence, and wisdom of the administration, under which there was no poverty and no idleness, and which was managed like any large business.
Stoller had sulkily recurred to his displeasure, once or twice, and Burnamy suffered it submissively until now.

But now, at the change in Burnamy's tone, he changed his manner a little.
"Seen your friends since supper ?" he asked.
"Only a moment.

They are rather tired, and they've gone to bed." "That the fellow that edits that book you write for ?" "Yes; he owns it, too." The notion of any sort of ownership moved Stoller's respect, and he asked more deferentially, "Makin' a good thing out of it ?" "A living, I suppose.