"Probably he had the ready money; I haven't the ready money; that makes all the difference.

Don't you see it does ?" "Yes--sir," replied Jerome, hesitatingly, and tried to think he saw; but he did not.

A mind so young and immature as his is not unlike the gaseous age of planets, overlaid with great shifting masses of vapor, which part to disclose dazzling flame-points and incomparable gleams, then close again.

Only time can accomplish a nearer balance of light in minds and planets.
Then, too, as the first strain of unwonted demands relaxed a little through use, Jerome's mental speed, which seemed to have taken him into manhood at a bound, slackened, and he even fell back somewhat in his tracks.

He was still beyond what he had ever been before, for one cannot return from growth.