It is much more likely that he has read your article in the Quarterly, George." "Nonsense!" But he stiffened himself up consciously.
He had sent a paper on some abstruse point of sociology to the Quarterly last spring, and it had aroused quite a little buzz of criticism.

His mother had regarded it very much as the Duchess of Kent did the crown when it was set upon her little girl's head.

She always had known that her child was born to reign, but it was satisfactory to see this visible sign of it.
She whispered now, eagerly leaning over to him.

"There was something about that paper which I never told you.

I think I'll tell you now that the great day has come." "Well ?" "Why, you know--I never think of you as my son, or a man, or anything outside of me--not at all.