"Dear child! I could not come to tell you my congratulations, because I must go away again this afternoon, so this is my compromise."
"I never was so happy, Martin."
"Oh, that is right; I'm happy, too, and I prophesy again a fine future for you, Jane Judd."
"My dear master!"
"Master? Humph, not I!"
"I told Jerry. He read the book last night."
"Oh? What does our Jerry say to that?"
"He's very upset. He hates careers for married women—he doesn't want me to have one—but he sat up all night to read the book."
Martin's laugh interrupted her.
"Thank Heaven, his artist instinct is quite unrelated to his mind!"