18/21 Make the most of your circumstances. Don't aim at--but I beg your pardon; I don't know what right I have to lecture you in this way.' And he broke off with his pleasant, kind-hearted laugh, colouring a little. In a garden chair on the lawn sat Miss Janet, occupied with a book. She rose to meet them, shook hands with Godwin, and said to her cousin: 'The postman has just left a letter for you--forwarded from London.' 'Indeed? You wouldn't care to come and help me in the toil of turning them over ?' 'O lazy man!' Her laugh was joyous. |