trifle selfish in the cross-country gallop after pleasure. . . . I was
rather severe with him about his neglect of his sister. He ought to have
come here to pay his respects to you, too--"

"Oh, don't put such notions into his head--"

"Yes, I will!" insisted Austin; "however indifferent and thoughtless and
selfish he is to other people, he's got to be considerate toward his own
family. And I told him so. Have you seen him lately?"

"N-o," admitted Selwyn.

"Not since that first time when he came to do the civil by you?"

"No; but don't--"

"Yes, I will," repeated his brother-in-law; "and I'm going to have a
thorough explanation with him and learn what he's up to. He's got to be
decent to his sister; he ought to report to me occasionally; that's all
there is to it. He has entirely too much liberty with his bachelor
quarters and his junior whipper-snapper club, and his house parties and
his cruises on Neergard's boat!"

He got up, casting his cigar from him, and moved about bulkily,
muttering of matters to be regulated, and firmly, too. But Selwyn,
looking out of the window across the Park, knew perfectly well that
young Erroll, now of age, with a small portion of his handsome income
at his mercy, was past the regulating stage and beyond the authority of
Austin. There was no harm in him; he was simply a joyous,
pleasure-loving cub, chock full of energetic instincts, good and bad,