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The dinner was over, and Cecil was favouring the audience with a
severely classical piece of music, when, under cover thereof, a low
voice said to Julius, "Now, really and truly, tell me how he is
getting on?"
"Really and truly, Jenny?"
"Well, not as you would tell mamma, for instance; but as you think
in your secret soul."
"I am sorry you think me so duplex."
"Come, you understand how anxious I am about the boy."
"Exactly." And they both laughed.
"Is that all?" said Joanna Bowater.
"_Really and truly_ it is! Rose can manage him much better than I
can."
"He is very fond of her; but does he--is he--is his heart in his
work?" asked the sister, looking with her honest eyes earnestly at
Julius, her contemporary and playfellow as a child, and afterwards
the companion with whom she had worked out many a deep problem,
rendering mutual assistance that made each enter in no common degree
into the inner thoughts of the other.
Julius smiled. "I doubt whether he has come to his heart yet."
"Why should he be so young? Think what you were at twenty-three.


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