You mustn't think I'm joking.' 'But it _is_ rather a joke.' 'No; I never was more in earnest about anything, believe me.

And I'm convinced it's a good idea.

However, you know one thing--if I can be of use to you, I shall.

I'll think it over--your chances and so on; something may suggest itself.

You're not cut out for everyday things.' 'I try to hope not.' 'Ah, but you can take my word for it.' With this comforting assurance, Felix Dymes departed.