J. Storer Clouston

“ He interrupted her by the liveliest exhibition of pleasure he had displayed for many years:
"I have found something!"
"What?" she cried.
"I'll send James the money if he'll take Tony, too."
"Raymes!"
"Yes, Gwendolen, two hundred pounds is a larger check than I ever expected to write again: but think of the satisfaction of feeling that one's youngest boy was only twelve thousand miles away! ”

“ Lord Raymes asked. "Yes, I presume one must take that for granted."
"I said that he must have sailed by now," she corrected.
"I have certainly taken every precaution I could think of. I didn't give James Rutland the chance of meeting him till three hours before the ship sailed. Hang it, James couldn't back out of it at three hours' notice!" His air grew cheerier. "Yes, Gwendolen, I think we are almost justified in regarding our dear Tony as an exile on the deep."
"Of course we all have our faults," said Lady Custerd; "but poor Tony really had much to contend with." ”

“ His father and certain other of his kindred might talk away as much as they liked about the necessity for his finding some means of earning a livelihood; but, as for himself, he found the mere contemplation of the various occupations they suggested quite fatiguing enough. Being the soul of good nature, he had endeavored to satisfy his parents' aspirations by drifting in whatever direction his counselors suggested. ”