Ah, Ayre! it's all empty to me now." "For God's sake, be a man! Is there nothing on earth to be but a saint or a husband ?" Stafford looked at him inquiringly.
"Heavens, man! have you no ambition?
Here you are, with ten men's brains, and you sit--I don't know how you sit--in sackcloth, clearly, but whether for heaven or for Claudia I don't know.

You think it odd to hear me preach ambition?
I'm a lazy devil; but I have some power.

Yes, I'm in my way a power.

I might have been a greater.

You might be a greater than ever I could." Stafford listened.
"Do good if you can," Ayre went on, "and you can.