e had ever the wisdom of Age against the enthusiasm of
Youth, reaching for its object. Poor Peter, expostulating, was swept
into the conspiracy. Grindley junior the next morning stood before his
father in the private office in High Holborn.

"I am sorry, sir," said Grindley junior, "if I have proved a
disappointment to you."

"Damn your sympathy!" said Grindley senior. "Keep it till you are asked
for it."

"I hope we part friends, sir," said Grindley junior, holding out his
hand.

"Why do you irate me?" asked Grindley senior. "I have thought of nothing
but you these five-and-twenty years."

"I don't, sir," answered Grindley junior. "I can't say I love you. It
did not seem to me you--you wanted it. But I like you, sir, and I
respect you. And--and I'm sorry to have to hurt you, sir."

"And you are determined to give up all your prospects, all the money, for
the sake of this--this girl?"

"It doesn't seem like giving up anything, sir," replied Grindley junior,
simply.

"It isn't so much as I thought it was going to be," said the old man,
after a pause. "Perhaps it is for the best. I might have been more
obstinate if things had been going all right. The Lord has chastened
me."

"Isn't the business doing well, Dad?" asked the young man, with sorrow in
his voice.

"What's it got to do with you?" snapped his father. "You've cut yourself
adrift from it. You leave me now I am going down."

Grindley junior, not knowing what to say, put his arms round the little
old man.

And in this way Tommy's brilliant scheme fell through and came to naught.
Instead, old Grindley visited once again the big house in Nevill's Court,
and remained long closeted with old Solomon in the office on the second
floor. It was late in the evening when Solomon opened the door and
called upstairs to Janet Helvetia to come down.

"I used to know you long ago," said Hezekiah Grindley, rising. "You were
quite a little girl then."

Later, the troublesome Sauce disappeared entirely, cut out by newer
flavours. Grindley junior studied the printing business. It almost
seemed as if old Appleyard had been waiting but for this. Some six
months later they found him dead in his counting-house. Grindley junior
became the printer and publisher of _Good Humour_.

STORY THE FOURTH--Miss Ramsbotham gives her Services

To regard Miss Ramsbotham as a marriageable quantity would have occurred
to few men. Endowed by Nature with ev