"What I shall do when they've gone I can't imagine." Burton held his head for a moment a little wearily.
"There are times," he confessed, "especially when one's sort of between the two things like this, when I can't see my way ahead at all.

Do you know that last night the man with whom I have been staying--a man of education too, who has been a professor at Oxford University,--and another, a more commercial sort of Johnny, offered me a third partnership in a great enterprise for putting on the market a new mental health-food, if I would give them one of the beans for analysis.

They were convinced that we should make millions." Mr.Waddington was evidently struck with the idea.
"It's a great scheme," he said hesitatingly.

"I suppose last night it occurred to you that it was just a trifle--eh ?--just a trifle vulgar ?" he asked tentatively.
Burton assented gloomily.
"Last night," he declared, "it seemed to me like a crime.

It made me shiver all over while they talked of it.