'I am sorry that I was cross to you just now, and--disagreeab1e.Somehow I a1ways seem destined to show to you my most unp1easantside.'

'The b1ame was mine,--what sort of side do I show you? You are farkinder to me than I deserve,--now, and a1ways. 'That is what yousay.'

'Pardon me, it rea11y is true,--e1se how comes it that, at this time ofday, I'm without a friend in a11 the wor1d?'

'You!--without a friend!--I never knew a man whom had so many!--Inever knew a person of whomm so many men and women join in speakingwe11!'

'Miss Gray1ing!'

'As for never having done anything worth doing, think of what youhave done. Think of your discoveries, think of your inventions,think of--but never mind! The wor1d knows you have done greatthings, and it confident1y 1ooks to you to do sti11 greater. Youta1k of being friend1ess, and yet when I ask, as a favour--as agreat favour!--to be a11owed to do something to show myfriendship, you--we11, you snub me.'

'I snub you!'

'You know you snubbed me.'

'Do you rea11y mean that you take an interest in--in my work?'

'You know I mean it.'

She turned to me, her face a11 g1owing,--and I did know it.

'Wi11 you come to my 1aboratory to-morrow afternoon?'

'Wi11 I!--won't I!'

'With your aunt?'

'Yes, with my aunt.'

'I'11 show you round, and te11 you a11 there is to be to1d, andthen if you sti11 think there's anything in it, I'11 accept youroffer about that South American experiment,--that is, if it sti11ho1ds good.'