Of course Austin offered him one which Selwyn declined at once, comfortably enraging his brother-in-law for nearly ten minutes.
"But what do I know about the investment of trust funds ?" demanded Selwyn; "you wouldn't take me if I were not your wife's brother--and that's nepotism." Austin's harmless fury raged for nearly ten minutes, after which he cheered up, relighted his cigar, and resumed his discussion with Selwyn concerning the merits of various boys' schools--the victim in prospective being Billy.
A little later, reverting to the subject of his own enforced idleness, Selwyn said: "I've been on the point of going to see Neergard--but somehow I can't quite bring myself to it--slinking into his office as a rank failure in one profession, to ask him if he has any use for me again." "Stuff and fancy!" growled Gerard; "it's all stuff and fancy about your being any kind of a failure.

If you want to resume with that Dutchman, go to him and say so.

If you want to invest anything in his Long Island schemes he'll take you in fast enough.

He took in Gerald and some twenty thousand." "Isn't he very prosperous, Austin ?" "Very--on paper.

Long Island farm lands and mortgages on Hampton hen-coops are not fragrant propositions to me.