"Oh, by the way," she broke off, as though by mere accident she had thought of something, "you superintended the Colossus for two whole days, didn't you ?" "I didn't exactly superintend it, but I stood about with an air of helpless authority." "But how did you get along with your paper during all that worry ?" she asked; and before he answered she added, "I don't see how you could write anything." "Worry is a bad producer, but a good critic," Henry replied.

"And I didn't try to write much," he added.
She put her elbows on the arm of her chair, rested her chin on her hand and leaned toward him.

"Do you know what I've been thinking of ever since I came home ?" she asked.
"Well," he answered, smiling on her, "as you haven't told me and as I am not a mind-reader, I can't say that I do." "Must I tell you ?" "Yes." "And you won't be put out ?" "Surely not.

You wouldn't want to tell me if you thought it would put me out, would you ?" "No, but I was afraid this might." She hesitated.

"I have been thinking that you ought to go into business with father.