ld wish him to do, and by the very
remarkable fact that she was seen going to her room with his well-read
story in her hand. Perhaps it was under her pillow at night!

Good-luck seemed to follow his decision--as it often does when a man
makes a questionable choice, as if the devil had taken an interest in
his downward road to prosperity. But Philip really gained a permanent
advantage. The novel had given him a limited reputation and very
little money. Yet it was his stepping-stone, and when he applied to his
publishers and told them of his decision, they gave him some work as a
reader for the house. At first this was fitful and intermittent, but
as he showed both literary discrimination and tact in judging of the
market, his services were more in request, and slowly he acquired
confidential relations with the house. Whatever he knew, his knowledge
of languages and his experience abroad, came into play, and he began to
have more confidence in himself, as he saw that his somewhat desultory
education had, after all, a market value.

The rather long period of his struggle, which is a common struggle, and
often disheartening, need not be dwelt on here. We can anticipate
by saying that he obtained in the house a permanent and responsible
situation, with an income sufficient for a bachelor without habits of
self-indulgence. It was not the crowning of a noble ambition, it was not
in the least the career he had dreamed of, but it gave him support and
a recognized position, and, above all, did not divert him from such
creative work as he was competent to do. Nay, he found very soon that
the feeling of security, without any sordid worry, gave freedom to his
imagination. There was something stimulating in the atmosphere of books
and manuscripts and in that world of letters which seems so large to
those who live in it. Fortunately, also, having a support, he was not
tempted to debase his talent by sensational ventures. What he wrote for
this or that magazine he wrote to please himself, and, although he saw
no fortune that way, the little he received was an encouragement as well
as an appreciable addition to his income.

There are two sorts of success in letters as in life generally. The one
is achieved suddenly, by a dash, and it lasts as long as the author can
keep the attention of the spectators upon his scintillating novelties.
When the sparks fade there is darkness. How many such glittering
spectacles this century has witnesse