She was at least able to resist the temptation of asking the boy at the book-stall where she bought "John Camberwell" whether the volume was selling rapidly or not.

Buddha looked on askance while she read it, all night long and well into the morning.

She reached the last page and flung down the book in pure physical exhaustion, with the framework of half a dozen reviews in her mind.

When she awoke, at two in the afternoon, she decided that she must have another day or two of solitude; she would not let the Cardiffs know she had returned quite yet.
Three days afterward the _Illustrated Age_ published a review of "John Camberwell" which brought an agreeable perplexity to Messrs.

Lash and Black.