Alas! I fear the thing is past praying for; I can all but see the poor young man in a shiny silk hat and an overcoat trimmed with the most expensive fur.

His Academy picture is everywhere produced; a large photogravure will soon be published; all day long a crowd stands before it at Burlington House, and his name--shall we ever again dare to speak it ?--is on the lips of casual people in train and 'bus and tram.

How shall I write on such a painful subject?
You see that my hand is unsteady.

Don't blame yourself too much.

The man capable of becoming rich _will_ become so, whatever the noble influences which endeavour to restrain him.