'What a good-hearted fellow
you are, Milvain! Now that's really a kind thing to have done. By
Jove! I must shake hands with you; I must indeed! Poor Reardon!
Poor old fellow!'
His eyes gleamed with moisture. Dora, observing this, looked at
him so gently and sweetly that it was perhaps well he did not
meet her eyes; the experience would have been altogether too much
for him.
'It has been written for three months,' said Jasper, 'but we have
held it over for a practical reason. When I was engaged upon it,
I went to see Mortimer, and asked him if there was any chance of
a new edition of Reardon's books. He had no idea the poor fellow
was dead, and the news seemed really to affect him. He promised
to consider whether it would be worth while trying a new issue,
and before long I heard from him that he would bring out the two
best books with a decent cover and so on, provided I could get my
article on Reardon into one of the monthlies. This was soon
settled. The editor of The Wayside answered at once, when I wrote
to him, that he should be very glad to print what I proposed, as
he had a real respect for Reardon.
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