THE AUTHOR OF "TRIXIE"
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remains for me to point out to you that the sooner Chloë and I are wedded, the sooner 'Trixie' will make her bow to the public."
The Archdeacon sighed heavily. "So be it," he said.
"There's just one other thing," Dunkle observed. "Any money that the book may earn is to be mine. I sincerely hope it won't be much, but, whatever there is, I may as well have it. Do you agree?"
The Archdeacon had no more fight in him. "I agree," he said brokenly. "The wine is with you, Dunkle."
(5)
The door of the dining-room was opened with violence and Chloë came in, caparisoned for the taxi in a large cloak of ermine fur.
"Buck up, Bisham," she said crossly,
