I asked him once if he was going to write on the subject, but he shook his head." "It must be a very engrossing study," remarked Mrs.Jacks, with her most intelligent air.

"Dante opens such a world." "Strange!" murmured her husband, with his kindly smile.

"The last thing I should have imagined." They were summoned to luncheon.

As they entered the dining-room, there appeared a young man whom Mr.Jacks greeted warmly.
"Hullo, Arnold! I am so glad you lunch here to-day.

Here is the son of my old friend Jerome Otway." Arnold Jacks pressed the visitor's hand and spoke a few courteous words in a remarkably pleasant voice.