They are doubtless engaged in some mystic rites connected with the worship of the Golden Calf, rites in which the words 'shares,' 'stocks,' 'diamonds,' 'concessions,' appear at frequent intervals.

I suppose your father, having joined them, is a member of the all-powerful sect of money-worshippers." She shrugged her shoulders.
"I suppose so.

And Mr.Orme--is he one of them ?" she asked, with elaborate indifference.
Howard smiled cynically.
"Stafford! No; all that he knows about money is the art of spending it; and what he doesn't know about that isn't worth knowing.

It slips through his fingers like water through a sieve; and one of those mysteries which burden my existence is, how he always manages to have some for a friend up a tree." "Is he so generous, then ?" she asked, with a delicate yawn behind her hand.
Howard nodded, and was silent for a moment, then he said musingly: "You've got on my favorite subject--Stafford--Miss Falconer.

And I warn you that if I go on I shall bore you." "Well, I can get up and go away," she said, languidly.