"It will never get into them now," said he, sadly.
"What nonsense!" exclaimed the girl. "When you have told me of all the big things you dream of doing one day! You'll do them every one when you go home to England again; I'll put my bottom dollar on you."
"Ah, but the point is whether I shall ever go back at all."
"Of course you will."
"I have a presentiment that I never shall."
"Since when?" inquired Naomi, with a kindly sarcasm.
"Oh, I always have it, more or less."
"You had it very much less this morning, when you were telling me how you'd go home and study at Milan and I don't know where-all, once you'd made the money."
"But I don't suppose I ever shall make it."