In all probability I shall not be able to get it printed at all." "Then what's the good of it ?" repeated Harriet, still suspicious, and a little contemptuous.
"It has given me pleasure, that's all." Julian was glad when at length he could take his leave.

Waymark received him with a pleased smile, and much questioning.
"Why did you keep it such a secret?
I shall try my hand at a play some day or other, but, as you can guess, the material will scarcely be sought in Gibbon.

It will be desperately modern, and possibly not altogether in accordance with the views of the Lord Chamberlain.

What's the time?
Four o'clock.

We'll have a cup of coffee and then fall to.
I'm eager to hear your 'deep-chested music,' your 'hollow oes and aes.'" The reading took some three hours; Waymark smoked a vast number of pipes the while, and was silent till the close.