But he had made one mistake; he had parted with the papers.

No one in any situation of life should ever give up the power, until he has secured the substance.

But it is human to err.
"And now, my dear," said Clara warmly, "sit down and let us talk.
Arnold is coming to lunch with us, and to make your acquaintance." When Arnold came a few minutes later, he was astonished to find his cousin already on the most affectionate terms with the newly-arrived Iris Deseret.

She was walking about the room showing her the pictures of her grandfather and other ancestors, and they were hand-in-hand.
"Arnold," said Clara, "this is Iris, and I hope you will both be great friends; Iris, this is my cousin, but he is not yours." "I don't pretend to know how that may be," said the young lady.

"But then I am glad to know all your cousins, whether they are mine or not; only don't bother me with questions, because I don't remember anything, and I don't know anything.