"I think it looks as if somebody was in an awful funk; and I don't see that there's going to be much liberty about it."
"That," said Fanny, "is how it struck me. But it'll keep Horatio quiet for the next six months."
"Quiet? And afterwards?"
"Oh, afterwards there'll be his book."
"I'd forgotten his book."
"That'll keep him quieter than anything else; if you can get him to settle down to it."
2
That evening Barbara witnessed the reconciliation of Mr. Waddington and Ralph Bevan. Mr. Waddington made a spectacle of it, standing, majestic and immovable, by his hearth and holding out his hand long before Ralph had got near enough to take it.
"Good evening, Ralph. Glad to see you here again."
"Good of you to ask me, sir."