ke this? What is one to say to him,
Mrs Reardon?'

'Edwin dislikes the book,' Amy replied, carelessly.

'That has nothing to do with the matter. We know quite well that in
anything he writes there'll be something for a well-disposed reviewer
to make a good deal of. If Fadge will let me, I should do the thing
myself.'

Neither Reardon nor his wife spoke.

'Of course,' went on Milvain, looking at the former, 'if you had rather
I left it alone--'

'I had much rather. Please don't say anything about it.'

There was an awkward silence. Amy broke it by saying:

'Are your sisters in town, Mr Milvain?'

'Yes. We came up two days ago. I found lodgings for them not far from
Mornington Road. Poor girls! they don't quite know where they are, yet.
Of course they will keep very quiet for a time, then I must try to get
friends for them. Well, they have one already--your cousin, Miss Yule.
She has already been to see them.'

'I'm very glad of that.'

Amy took an opportunity of studying his face. There was again a
silence as if of constraint. Reardon, glancing at his wife, said with
hesitation:

'When they care to see other visitors, I'm sure Amy would be very
glad--'

'Certainly!' his wife added.

'Thank you very much. Of course I knew I could depend on Mrs Reardon to
show them kindness in that way. But let me speak frankly of something.
My sisters have made quite a friend of Miss Yule, since she was down
there last year. Wouldn't that'--he turned to Amy--'cause you a little
awkwardness?'

Amy had a difficulty in replying. She kept her eyes on the ground.

'You have had no quarrel with your cousin,' remarked Reardon.

'None whatever. It's only my mother and my uncle.'

'I can't imagine Miss Yule having a quarrel with anyone,' said Jasper.
Then he added quickly: 'Well, things must shape themselves naturally. We
shall see. For the present they will be fully occupied. Of course it's
best that they should be. I shall see them every day, and Miss Yule will
come pretty often, I dare say.'

Reardon caught Amy's eye, but at once looked away again.

'My word!' exclaimed Milvain, after a moment's meditation. 'It's well
this didn't happen a year ago. The girls have no income; only a little
cash to go on with. We shall have our work set. It's a precious lucky
thing that I have just got a sort of footing.'

Reardon muttered an assent.

'And what are you doing now?' Jasper inquired suddenly.

'Writing a one-volume story