But that was not the end of my career--not the end that I desired.

She had upset me.
"You've just missed Polehampton," Fox said; "wanted to get hold of your 'Atmospheres.'" "Oh, damn Polehampton," I said, "and particularly damn the 'Atmospheres.'" "Willingly," Fox said, "but I told Mr.P.that you were willing if...." "I don't want to know," I repeated.

"I tell you I'm sick of the things." "What a change," he asserted, sympathetically, "I _thought_ you would." It struck me as disgusting that a person like Fox should think about me at all.

"Oh, I'll see it through," I said.

"Who's the next ?" "We've got to have the Duc de Mersch now," he answered, "De Mersch as State Founder--written as large as you can--all across the page.