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"I think you ought to use better language, Miss Pat, now that you are going to be a sculptor," said Judith severely, and then broke into open delight. "We'll go, won't we, Elinor? We wouldn't disappoint David, would we? On his birthday, too." The major was fairly well-to-do, having, besides his pension, considerable private property, and he determined in the goodness of his heart, that "the boys," as he fondly called them, should have every advantage in starting life. He sent them both to Harrow, and when they left that school, he called upon them to choose their professions. Maurice, more of an athlete than a scholar, selected the army, and the delighted major, who highly approved of his choice, entered him at Sandhurst. Of a more reflective nature and studious mind, David wished to become a lawyer, with a possible idea of ending as Lord Chancellor; and accordingly his guardian sent him to Oxford. "Can we force her by threats to give evidence?" said Jen, angrily..
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"For heaven's sake don't couple my name with Lady Meg's," interrupted Maurice, sharply. "You know quite well--" "The green stick with the gold handle which was placed among the weapons here. It is gone. What has become of it?" "I wish I could draw," mused Patricia, absently sugaring her Frankfurter. "I've got tons of ideas already." Elinor's face clouded. "But I have only started the outline," she confessed. "And I'm awfully weak on putting in the tones. I'm afraid I'll make a fizzle of it.".
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