proposed the expedition, and had never predicted anything of the sort. "Oh that we were well out of this miserable business!"
"Courage!" cried the younger cheerily. "Hæc olim meminisse juvabit! The end of all this will be glory!"
"Glory without the L!" was all the poor old man could say, as he rocked himself to and fro on the malachite bench. "Glory without the L!"