I hear for certain that Pitherby is to get a title of some sort, in recognition of his literary labours.

He has written a short history of the House of Hohenzollern, for use in schools you know, and he's bringing out a popular Life of Frederick the Great--at least he hopes it will be popular." "I didn't know that writing was much in his line," said Yeovil, "beyond the occasional editing of a company prospectus." "I understand his historical researches have given every satisfaction in exalted quarters," said Joan; "something may be lacking in the style, perhaps, but the august approval can make good that defect with the style of Baron.

Pitherby has such a kind heart; 'kind hearts are more than coronets,' we all know, but the two go quite well together.

And the dear man is not content with his services to literature, he's blossoming forth as a liberal patron of the arts.

He's taken quite a lot of tickets for dear Gorla's debut; half the second row of the dress-circle." "Do you mean Gorla Mustelford ?" asked Yeovil, catching at the name; "what on earth is she having a debut about ?" "What ?" cried Joan, in loud-voiced amazement; "haven't you heard?
Hasn't Cicely told you?
How funny that you shouldn't have heard.