"I have thought very little about it all." "But you will have to, if you are to be the head of Lloyd's," Ellen said, with a severe accent, with grave, blue eyes full on his face.
"Oh, I am not the head of Lloyd's yet," he answered, easily.

"My uncle is far from his dotage.

Then, too, you know that I was never intended for a business man, but a lawyer, like my father, if there had not been so little for my father's second wife and the children--" He stopped himself abruptly on the verge of a confidence.

"I think I saw you on your way to the photographer to-day," he said, and Ellen blushed, remembering her aunt Eva's violent nudge, and wondering if he had noticed.

She gave him a piteous glance.
"Yes," she said.