Think of it! One--hundred--and-fifty--pounds a year!" "It is a very good salary," said Mr.Clendon.

"I congratulate you." She laid her hand on the wrinkled one which rested on his stick.
"But don't you think it is quite extraordinary?
Surely one does not usually get such a post as this so easily as I have done! There is a kind of magic in it.

You"-- she looked at him keenly, searchingly--"Mr.
Clendon, have you had any hand in this ?" He looked up at her and shrugged his shoulders.
"Do you think it is likely that I consort with marquesses or have any influence with them ?" he asked, with a smile.
"Anyway, it is you who have brought me this great good luck," she said, as gratefully as if he had admitted the truth.

"You have been my mascot.
A very dear, generous mascot.

But you will let me pay you back?
But I am almost ashamed to speak of payment, when no money could repay." "Certainly you shall pay me, my dear young lady," he said, quietly.