animal that needs to be made to eat! Then the children want
schooling of the new-fashioned kinds."

All this had become possible through Fulbert's legacy between his
brothers and unmarried sister, resulting in about £4000 apiece;
besides which the firm had gone on prospering. Clement asked what
was the present circulation of the 'Pursuivant', and as Lance named
it, exclaimed—-

"What would old Froggatt have said, or even Felix?"

"It is his doing," said Lance, "the lines he traced out."

"My father says it is the writing with a conscience," said Gertrude.

"Yes, with life, faculty, and point, so as to hinder the conscience
from being a dead weight," added Geraldine.

"No wonder," said Lance, "with such contributors as the Harewoods,
and such a war-correspondent as Aubrey May."

Just then the door began to open, and a black silk personage
disconsolately exclaimed—-

"Master Clement! Master Clem! Wherever is the boy gone, when he
ought to be in his bed?"

"Ha, Sibby!" cried Lance, catching both hands, and kissing the
cheery, withered-apple cheeks of the old nurse. "You see your baby
has begun to run alone."