'By the way, how those same Imperialists have played the game!--the two or three middle-aged men that Kinglake says, "put their heads together to plan for a livelihood." I wish they had taken me into the partnership.

It's the sort of thing I'd have liked well; ay, and I could have done it, too! I wonder,' said he aloud--'I wonder if I were an emperor should I marry Letty Clancy?
I suspect not.

Letty would have been flippant as an empress, and her cousins would have made atrocious princes of the imperial family, though, for the matter of that--Hullo! Here have I been smoking without knowing it! Can any one tell us whether the sins we do inadvertently count as sins, or do we square them off by our inadvertent good actions?
I trust I shall not be called on to catalogue mine.

There, my courage is out!' As he said this he emptied the ashes of his pipe, and gazed sorrowfully at the empty bowl.
'Now, if I were the son of some good house, with a high-sounding name, and well-to-do relations, I'd soon bring them to terms if they dared to cast me off.

I'd turn milk or muffin man, and serve the street they lived in.