"He is too good to throw away.

But he must get in, and as there is nothing in the world for me to do I shall go up to Ettorick tomorrow and talk to him.
He will do as I tell him, and we can put our back into the fight.
Besides, I want to see Stocks again.

That man is the joy of my heart!" "Lucky beggar!" said the Minister.

"Oh, go by all means and enjoy yourself, while I swelter here for another three weeks over meaningless telegrams enlivened by the idiot diplomatist.

Good-bye and good luck, and bring the young man to a sense of his own value.".