"
"Things!" said Eustace, with fine contempt. "You managed to live on
Kerguelen Land without things, so I don't see why you can't get married
without them--though, for the matter of that, I will get anything you
want in six hours. I never did hear such bosh as women talk about
'things.' Listen, dear. For Heaven's sake let's get married and have a
little quiet! I can assure you that if you don't, your life won't be
worth having after this. You will be hunted like a wild thing, and
interviewed, and painted, and worried to death; whereas, if you get
married--well, it will be better for us in a quiet way, you know."
"Well, there is something in that," said Augusta. "But supposing that
there should be an appeal, and the decision should be reversed, what
would happen then?"
"Well, then we should have to work for our living--that's all. I have got
my billet, and you could write for the press until your five years'
agreement with Meeson and Co. has run out. I would put you in the way of
that. I see lots of writing people at my shop."
"Well," said Augusta, "I will speak to Bessie about it."
"Oh, of course, Lady Holmhurst will say no," said Eustace, gloomily. "She
will think about the 'things'; and, besides, she won't want to lose you
before she is obliged.
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