But she'll come round.

I've known them to do that sort of thing before--there are one or two down there," and he jerked his thumb in the direction where the twenty and five tame authors sat each like a rabbit in his little hutch and did hat-work by the yard, "who carried on like that.

But they are quiet enough now--they don't show much spirit now.

I know how to deal with that sort of thing--half-pay and a double tale of copy--that's the ticket.

Why, that girl will be worth fifteen hundred a year to the house.