"He will really do great things," she asked, "the very greatest ?" "I see no reason in his talent itself why he should not." "Well, we 'll think of that as we sit here alone," she rejoined.

"Mary and I will sit here and talk about it.

So I give him up," she went on, as he was going.

"I 'm sure you 'll be the best of friends to him, but if you should ever forget him, or grow tired of him, or lose your interest in him, and he should come to any harm or any trouble, please, sir, remember"-- And she paused, with a tremulous voice.
"Remember, my dear madam ?" "That he is all I have--that he is everything--and that it would be very terrible." "In so far as I can help him, he shall succeed," was all Rowland could say.

He turned to Miss Garland, to bid her good night, and she rose and put out her hand.