I could never make him content.

Connie, if you only knew the strain of it all! He's always wanting to be something different.

One day a clerk, with a nice quiet routine, another a soldier, another a -- --' she hesitated, and gave Constance an extra squeeze--'a colonist, and fire off Maxim guns.

If you could only see him! He sits in front of the fire, with his glasses on, and talks about the roaring world of things.' This time Mrs.Willoughby really laughed.

She turned the laugh into a cough, and cleared her throat emphatically once or twice.