marrying her on an insufficient income. Aren't I ready to conspire with you to launch that piffling product of yours on the book market? What's a little honest extortion by the side of that? Besides, if I were some Jew with fifty thousand a year, you'd be only too glad to do the right thing by Chloë, because you'd know you wouldn't get me for her if you didn't. It isn't, moreover, as if you couldn't easily afford it. So come, my dear Archdeacon, realise that I have you cold and that the wisest thing you can do is to pay up and look pleasant; for as sure as you wear gaiters down your legs, if you don't accept my terms, I'll put the Press wise to what you've been up to and that no later than to-night."
Let us not prolong this agony. No sensitively minded person can take pleasure
