"All right," said Stephen, with his elder-brother air. "And when I look I'll think of you."
"You can think of me as being with Saidee at last."
"You have the strongest presentiment that you'll find her without difficulty."
"When I say 'presentiment,' I mean creating a thing I want, making a picture of it happening, so it has to happen by and by, as God made pictures of this world, and all the worlds, and they came true."
"By Jove, I wish I could go to school to you!" Stephen said this laughing; but he meant every word. She had just given him two new ideas. He wondered if he could do anything with them. Yet no; his life was cut out on a certain plan. It must now follow that plan.
"If you should have any trouble—not that you will—but just 'if,' you know," he went on, "and if I could help you, I want you to remember this, wherever you are and whatever the trouble may be; there's nothing I wouldn't do for you—nothing. There's no distance I wouldn't travel."
"Why, you're the kindest man I ever met!" Victoria exclaimed, gratefully. "And I think you must be one of the best."
"Good heavens, what a character to live up to!" laughed Stephen. Nevertheless he suddenly lost his sense of exaltation, and felt sad and tired, thinking of life with Margot, and how difficult it would be not to degenerate in her society.
"Yes. It's a good character. And I'll promise to let you know, if I'm in any trouble and need help. If I can't write, I'll call, as I said yesterday."
"Good. I shall hear you over the wireless telephone." They both laughed; and Nevill Caird, coming out of the house was pleased that Stephen should be happy.