that, she went to Drake and demanded that he should make his friend
Lord Brownstone marry Jinny.

"Sorry--awfully sorry--my dear Golly, but he's engaged to a rich
American girl who is to pay his debts; but I'll see that he does
something handsome for Jinny. And YOU, my child, what are YOU
going to do without a situation?" he added, with touching sympathy.
"You see, I've some vague idea of marrying you myself," he
concluded meditatively.

"Thank you for nothing," interrupted Golly gayly, "but I can take
care of myself and follow out my mission like John Gale."

"There's a pair of you, certainly," said Drake, with a tinge of
jealous bitterness.

"You bet it's 'a pair' that will take your 'two knaves,' you and
your Lord Brownstone," returned Golly, dropping a mock courtesy.
"Ta-ta; I'm going on the stage."


BOOK III


She went first into a tobacconist's--and sold cigarettes.
Sometimes she suffered from actual want, and ate fried fish. "Do
you know how nice fried fish tastes in London,--you on 'the
Oilan'?" she wrote gayly. "I'm getting on splendidly; so's John
Gale, I suppose, though he's looking cadaverous from starving
himself all round. Tell aunty I haven't seen the Queen yet, though