I am holding myself ready for inspiration.

I am waiting till something takes my fancy irresistibly.

If inspiration comes at forty, it will be a hundred pities to have tied up my money-bag at thirty." "Well, I give you till forty," said Cecilia.

"It 's only a word to the wise, a notification that you are expected not to run your course without having done something handsome for your fellow-men." Nine o'clock sounded, and Bessie, with each stroke, courted a closer embrace.

But a single winged word from her mother overleaped her successive intrenchments.