The Printer-devil can't take away that, Gussie.

He can take the money; but he can't say that he wrote the book; though," she added, with a touch of childish spite and vivacity, "I have no doubt that he would if he could.

And then there were those letters from the great authors up in London; yes, I often think of them too.

Well, dearest old girl, the best of it is that I know it is all true.

I _know_, I can't tell you how, that you will be a great woman in spite of all the Meesons in creation; for somehow you will get out of his power, and, if you don't, five years is not all one's life--at least, not if people have a life.