Pshaw!--what is the title?
I mean the one that created such a furore, you know." "Yes"-- said the man, to his dog--"O yes, Czar--I am the famous Conrad Lagrange.

I observe"-- he added, turning to the other, with twinkling eyes--"I observe, Mr.King, that you really _do_ have a good bit of your mother's character.

That you do not read my books is a recommendation that I, better than any one, know how to appreciate." The light of humor went from his face, suddenly, as it had come.

Again he turned away; and his deep voice was gentle as he continued, "Your mother is a rare and beautiful spirit, sir.

Knowing her regard for the true and genuine,--her love for the pure and beautiful,--I scarcely expected to find her son interested in the realism of _my_ fiction.