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man who had devised a new profession for his sons, he had discovered a shop where they sold German; on being remonstrated with, he had proved his point by producing a butcher's bill, which showed that he paid more than any of the others. It was on this occasion that old Jolyon, turning to June, had said in one of his bursts of philosophy: "You may depend upon it, they're a cranky lot, the Forsytes-and you'll find it out, as you grow older!" Timothy alone held apart, for though he ate saddle of mutton heartily, he was, he said, afraid of it. To anyone interested psychologically in Forsytes, this great saddle-of-mutton trait is of prime importance; not only does it illustrate their tenacity, both collectively and as individuals, but it marks them as belonging in fibre and instincts to that great class which believes in nourishment and flavour, and yields to no sentimental craving for beauty. Younger members of the family indeed would have done without a joint altogether, preferring guinea-fowl, or lobster salad-something which appealed to the imagination, and had less nourishment-but these were females; or, if not, had been corrupted by their wives, or by mothers, who having been forced to eat saddle of mutton throughout their married lives, had passed a secret hostility towards it into the fibre of their sons. The great saddle-of-mutton controversy at an end, a Tewkesbury ham commenced, together with the least touch of West Indian-Swithin was so long over this course that he caused a block in the progress of the dinner. To devote himself to it with better heart, he paused in his conversation. From his seat by Mrs. Septimus Small Soames was watching. He had a reason of his own connected with a pet building scheme, for observing Bosinney. The architect might do for his purpose; he looked clever, as he sat leaning back in his chair, moodily making little ramparts with bread-crumbs. Soames noted his dress clothes to be well cut, but too small, as though made many years ago. He saw him turn to Irene and say something and her face sparkle as he often saw it sparkle at other people-never at himself. He tried to catch what they were saying, but Aunt Juley was speaking. Hadn't that always seemed very extraordinary to Soames? Only last Sunday dear Mr. Scole, had been so witty in his sermon, so sarcastic, "For what," he had said, "shall it profit a man if he gain his own soul, but lose all his property?" That, he had said, was the motto of the middle-class; now, what had he meant by that? Of course, it might be what middle-class people believed-she didn't know; what did Soames think? He answered abstractedly: "How should I know? Scoles is a humbug, though, isn't he?" For Bosinney was looking round the table, as if pointing out the peculiarities of the guests, and Soames wondered what he was saying. By her smile Irene was evidently agreeing with his remarks. She seemed always to agree with other people. Her eyes were turned on himself; Soames dropped his glance at once. The smile had died off her lips. A humbug? But what did Soames mean? If Mr. Scoles was a humbug, a clergyman-then anybody might be-it was frightful! "Well, and so they are!" said Soames. During Aunt Juley's momentary and horrified silence he caught some words of Irene's that sounded like: 'Abandon hope, all ye who enter here!' But Swithin had finished his ham. "Where do you go for your mushrooms?" he was saying to Irene in a voice like a courtier's; "you ought to go to Smileybob's-he'll give 'em you fresh. These little men, they won't take the trouble!" Irene turned to answer him, and Soames saw Bosinney watching her and smiling to himself. A curious smile the fellow had. A half-simple arrangement, like a child who smiles when he is pleased. As for George's nickname-'The Buccaneer'-he did not think much of that. And, seeing Bosinney turn to June, Soames smiled too, but sardonically-he did not like June, who was not looking too pleased. This was not surprising, for she had