If all goes smoothly I shall finish it in a fortnight, and then I will read it to you." "I hope you may have better luck with it than I had," said Julian.
"Oh, your time is yet to come.

And it's very likely I shall be no better off.

There are things in the book which will scarcely recommend it to the British parent.

But it shall be published, if it is at my own expense.

If it comes to the worst, I shall sell my mining shares to Woodstock." "After all," said Julian, smiling, "you are a capitalist." "Yes, and much good it does me." Since that first evening Julian had refrained from speaking to his wife about Ida, beyond casual remarks and questions which could carry no significance.