"You don't get dividends without work," said Chelubai.
"There are some minds in which the accident always bulks bigger than the essential," I said, with some impatience. "However, it is not a question of philanthropy, but of your going to Quorley."
"It's all very well," said Bottiger, "but it means our burying ourselves in the country all the season. Why should we?"
"It's your duty to Humanity to establish the Children's Hospital in a sound financial position," I said.
"But I am doing my duty to Humanity by this philanthropy of the G. P. R. C. I don't want to do any other," said Bottiger.
Bottiger's intelligence is of a wearing type; but I only said patiently, "I thought we had wound up the G. P. R. C, but of course if you're going on removing alone, since I and my sister are out of it, I have no more to say. But Chelubai is far too conscientious to accept the managing directorship of a company and not throw all his heart into it and hustle. He will go to Quorley alone."
"I suppose I must," said the ever conscientious Chelubai, with no enthusiasm.
"Why shouldn't you go with him?" said Bottiger.
