The latter noticed the change in him with surprise.
"Things go well still ?" he would ask, when Julian came in of an evening.
"Very well indeed.

Harriet hasn't been out one night this week." "And you think it will last ?" "I have good hope." They did not speak much of Ida, however.

It was only when three weeks had gone by that Julian asked one night, with some hesitation in putting the question, whether Waymark saw her often.
"Pretty often," was the reply.

"I am her tutor, in a sort of way.

We read together, and that kind of thing." "At her lodgings ?" "Yes.