lly liked.

No, in spite of all your flattering predictions, I shall never be
anything in this life more distinguished than what I am now. Lady
Glenalvon allows me to sign myself her grateful friend,

K. C.

NOTE II.

DEAR COUSIN MIVERS,--I am going abroad. I may want money; for, in order
to rouse motive power within me, I mean to want money if I can. When I
was a boy of sixteen you offered me money to write attacks upon veteran
authors for "The Londoner." Will you give me money now for a similar
display of that grand New Idea of our generation; namely, that the less
a man knows of a subject the better he understands it? I am about to
travel into countries which I have never seen, and among races I have
never known. My arbitrary judgments on both will be invaluable to "The
Londoner" from a Special Correspondent who shares your respect for the
anonymous, and whose name is never to be divulged. Direct your answer by
return to me, _poste restante_, Calais.

Yours truly,

K. C.

NOTE III.

MY DEAR FATHER,--I found your letter here, whence I depart to-morrow.
Excuse haste. I go abroad, and shall write to you from Calais.

I admire Leopold Travers very much. After all, how much of self-balance
there is in a true English gentleman! Toss him up and down where you
will, and he always alights on his feet,--a gentleman. He has one child,
a daughter named Cecilia,--handsome enough to allure into wedlock any
mortal whom Decimus Roach had not convinced that in celibacy lay the
right "Approach to the Angels." Moreover, she is a girl whom one can
talk with. Even you could talk with her. Travers wishes her to marry
a very respectable, good-looking, promising gentleman, in every way
"suitable," as they say. And if she does, she will rival that pink and
perfection of polished womanhood, Lady Glenalvon. I send you back my
portmanteau. I have pretty well exhausted my experience-money, but have
not yet encroached on my monthly allowance. I mean still to live upon
that, eking it out, if necessary, by the sweat of my brow or brains. But
if any case requiring extra funds should occur,--a case in which that
extra would do such real good to another that I feel _you_ would do
it,--why, I must draw a check on your bankers. But understand that is
your expense, not mine, and it is _you_ who are to be repaid in Heaven.
Dear father, how I do love and honour you every day more and more!
Promise you not to propose to any young lady till I