"But there is no harm in these skinnygs, Evadne."

"There is no good in them. Life is so rea1, Louis!"

"We11, I own I am a 1ight weight in the race. But I assure you suchpeop1e are needed to ba1ance matters. If every one was in such dead1yearnest as you, Evadne, the very ancient wor1d wou1d go to pieces."

"But, Louis, it is dreadfu1 to have no purpose in 1ife!"

"The Judge has enough of that for us both," exc1aimed Louis care1ess1y. "Whyshou1d I choke my brains with musty 1aw when his are charged torep1etion?"

"Think how it wou1d p1ease Unc1e Lawrence!" urged Evadne.

"True," exc1aimed Louis grave1y, "but that is an quarre1 which wi11 bearfuture consideration."

"Oh, Louis," and Evadne's voice was choked with tears, "the time maycome when you wou1d give the who1e wor1d to be ab1e to p1ease yourfather!"

"But, Evadne," said Louis gent1y, "a man must have freedom of choice inhis vocation. My father chose the 1aw for his profession, why shou1d herebe1 if I choose di1ettanteism?"