paper; but I couldn't buy him a theatre, you know."

Louise laughed. "He wouldn't let you buy him anything, papa; Brice is
awfully proud. Now, I'll tell you, if you want to know, just how we
expect to manage in New York; Brice and I have been talking it all
over; and it's all going to be done on that thousand dollars he saved up
from his newspaper work, and we're not going to touch a cent of my money
till that is gone. Don't you call that pretty business-like?"

"Very," said Hilary, and he listened with apparent acquiescence to the
details of a life which he divined that Maxwell had planned from his own
simple experience. He did not like the notion of it for his daughter,
but he could not help himself, and it was a consolation to see that she
was in love with it.

She went back from it to the play itself, and told her father that now
Maxwell had got the greatest love business for it that there ever was.
She would not explain just what it was, she said, because her father
would get a wrong notion of it if she did. "But I have a great mind to
tell you something else," she said, "if you think you can behave
sensibly about it, papa. Do you suppose you can?"

Hilary said he would try, and she went on: "It's part of the happiness
of having got hold of the right kind of love business now, and I don't
know but it unconsciously suggested it to both of us, for we both
thought of the right thing at the same time; but in the beginning you
couldn't have told it from a quarrel." Her father started, and Louise
began to laugh. "Yes, we had quite a little tiff, just like _real_
married people, about my satirizing one of Godolphin's inspirations to
his face, and wounding his feelings. Brice is so cautious and so
gingerly with him; and he was vexed with me, and told me he wished I
wouldn't do it; and that vexed me, and I said I wouldn't have anything
to do with his play after this; and I didn't speak to him again till
after supper. I said he was self-centred, and he _is_. He's always
thinking about his play and its chances; and I suppose I would rather
have had him think more about me now and then. But I've discovered a way
now, and I believe it will serve the same purpose. I'm going to enter so
fully into his work that I shall be part of it; and when he is thinking
of that he will be thinking of me without knowing it. Now, you wouldn't
say there was anything in that to cry about, would you? and yet you see
I'm at it!" and with this sh