That the little beggar is of startling beauty is undeniable.

That he has got his bill agape, like a young bird, for whatever food of beauty and emotion and knowledge comes his way is obvious to any fool.

But whether, in what I propose, I'm giving a helping hand to a kind of wild genius, or whether I'm starting a vain boy along the primrose path in the direction of everlasting bonfire, I'm damned if I know." But Paul jogged along by the side of Barney Bill in no such state of dubiety.

God was in His Heaven, arranging everything for his especial benefit.

All was well with the world where dazzling destinies like his were bound to be fulfilled.
"I've heard of such things," said Barney Bill with a reflective twist of his head, when Paul had told him of Mr.Rowlatt's suggestion.