"
"I do not admit that."
"Indeed?"
"Your approval means money," explained this dutiful son politely.
"I might manage to make the money for myself."
Sir John moved away.
"You might," he admitted, looking back. "I should be very glad to
see you doing so. It is an excellent thing--money."
And he walked leisurely away.
CHAPTER III. A FAREWELL
Since called
The Paradise of Fools, to few unknown.
Having been taught to take all the chances and changes of life with
a well-bred calmness of demeanour, Jack Meredith turned the teaching
against the instructor. He pursued the course of his social duties
without appearing to devote so much as a thought to the quarrel
which had taken place in the conservatory. His smile was as ready
as ever, his sight as keen where an elderly lady looked hungry, his
laughter as near the surface as society demands. It is probable
that Sir John suffered more, though he betrayed nothing. Youth has
the upper hand in these cases, for life is a larger thing when we
are young. As we get on in years, our eggs, to use a homely simile,
have a way of accumulating into one basket.
At eleven o'clock the next morning Sir John Meredith's valet
intimated to his master that Mr. Meredith was waiting in the
breakfast-room.
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