And to think that people will skim over it without a suspicion of what it cost the writer!--What execrable style! A potboy could write better narrative.' 'Who are to have copies ?' 'No one, if I could help it.

But I suppose your mother will expect one ?' 'And--Milvain ?' 'I suppose so,' he replied indifferently.

'But not unless he asks for it.

Poor old Biffen, of course; though it'll make him despise me.

Then one for ourselves.