Every colour is common property once it runs down,--even though you do start it
with a drop of oil. It teaches people not to waste their tubes."
"I should like to attract some of your colours, Dick. Perhaps I might catch
your success with them."
"I mustn't say a bad word, but I should like to. What in the world, which
you've just missed a lovely chance of seeing, does success or want of success,
or a three-storied success, matter compared with----No, I won't open that
question again. It's time to go back to town."
"I'm sorry, Dick, but----"
"You're much more interested in that than you are in me."
"I don't know, I don't think I am."
"What will you give me if I tell you a sure short-cut to everything you want,--
the trouble and the fuss and the tangle and all the rest? Will you promise to
obey me?"
"Of course."
"In the first place, you must never forget a meal because you happen to be at
work. You forgot your lunch twice last week," said Dick, at a venture, for he
knew with whom he was dealing.
"No, no,--only once, really."
"That's bad enough. And you mustn't take a cup of tea and a biscuit in place of
a regular dinner, because dinner happens to be a trouble."
"You're making fun of me!"
"I never was more in earnest in my life.
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