If you had left your precious young meddler to vegetate in his native village you would have saved me a world of distress!" "Nay, you marched into the jaws of danger," said Rowland.

"You came and disinterred poor Hudson in his own secluded studio." "In an evil hour! I wish to Heaven you would talk with him." "I have done my best." "I wish, then, you would take him away.

You have plenty of money.

Do me a favor.

Take him to travel.