'Very good, I will do some work,' said Dick, rising swiftly. 'I'll fetch the Nungapunga Book, and we'll add another picture to the Nilghai Saga.'
'Aren't you worrying him a little too much?' asked the Nilghai, when Dick had left the room.
'Perhaps, but I know what he can turn out if he likes. It makes me savage to hear him praised for past work when I know what he ought to do. You and I are arranged for—'
'By Kismet and our own powers, more's the pity. I have dreamed of a good deal.'
'So have I, but we know our limitations now. I'm dashed if I know what Dick's may be when he gives himself to his work. That's what makes me so keen about him.'
'And when all's said and done, you will be put aside—quite rightly—for a female girl.'
'I wonder.... Where do you think he has been to-day?'
'To the sea. Didn't you see the look in his eyes when he talked about her? He's as restless as a swallow in autumn.'
'Yes; but did he go alone?'
'I don't know, and I don't care, but he has the beginnings of the go-fever upon him. He wants to up-stakes and move out. There's no mistaking the
