"When it does come, I'll buy a dozen and pay for them, if you'll give me one with your name inside."
"I'll give you the one without there being the necessity for your buying the dozen."
"I knew you'd say that. I know you don't think I'm good enough to buy your book. But I don't mind. I hope it will be a success."
"That's very kind of you."
"And it will be, I'm sure of it. You're the sort that does succeed."
"How do you make that out?"
"I don't know exactly--but you are. You've got the air of success about you. I noticed it when first I spoke to you. And when people have got the air of success, you'll generally find that they get the thing itself."
"You student of the world!"
She stooped and kissed the girl. It was the first familiarity they had exchanged. Miss Parkins put her arms about her neck and kissed her in return--a half quizzical something in her eyes.
"You mark my word--you're the sort that does succeed!"