I am told that a guinea is not at all a large sum for a good poem, and I have no doubt I could write two or three a week; and then my novel--it is really going to be very good.

Mr.Dove says that he would recommend me to put it in a newspaper first, and then offer it to a publisher to bring out as a book.

I said I would only let my first work appear in a very high-class newspaper.

I never much cared for newspaper stories, but I might put up with one of the illustrated weekly papers if it paid me well.

Yes, Primrose, I feel hopeful; and I have not the smallest doubt that we can earn the ten pounds for our furniture very quickly, so let us borrow the money out of Mr.Danesfield's letter.
But Rose, darling, how do you know there is any money in the letter?
You have never opened it and you can't see inside." "I've never opened it, certainly," said Primrose, "but from a hint Mr.
Danesfield gave me on the last day I saw him, I believe there are three five-pound notes in the letter.