A man who detects himself in an unfortunate passion has always the refuge of his life-object. To the true man, the thing that he hopes to _do_ always offers some compensation for the thing he ceases to enjoy. It was fortunate therefore for me, that just in this crisis of my life, my friendship with Bolton opened before me the prospect of a permanent establishment in connection with the literary press of the times. CHAPTER XXIX. A NEW OPENING. "Henderson," said Bolton to me, one day, "how long are you engaged on the _Democracy?_" "Only for this year," said I. "Because," said he, "I have something to propose to you which I hope may prove a better thing. Hestermann & Co. sent for me yesterday in secret session. The head manager of their whole set of magazines and papers has resigned, and is going to travel in Europe, and they want me to take the place." "Good! I am heartily glad of it," said I. "I always felt that you were not in the position that you ought to have. You will accept, of course." "Whether I accept or not depends on _you_," he replied. "I cannot understand," said I. "In short, then," said he, "the responsibility is a heavy one, and I cannot undertake it without a partner whom I can trust as myself--I mean," he added, "whom I can trust _more_ than myself." "You are a thousand times too good," said I. "I should like nothing better than such a partnership, but I feel oppressed by your good opinion. Are you sure that I am the one for you?" "I think I am," said he, "and it is a case where I am the best judge; and it offers to you just what you want--a stable position, independence to express yourself, and a good income. Hestermann & Co. are rich, and wise enough to know that liberality is the best policy." "But," said I, "their offers are made to you, and not to me." "Well, of course, their acquaintance with me is of old standing; but I have spoken to them of you, and I am to bring you round to talk with them to-morrow; but, after all, the whole power of arranging is left with me. They put a certain sum at my disposal, and I do what I please with it. In short," he said, smiling, "I hold the living, and you are my curate. Well," he added, "of course you need time to think matters over; here is paper on which I have made a little memorandum of an arrangement between us; take it and dream on it, and let me know to-morrow what you think of it." I went to my room and unfolded the agreement, and found the terms liberal beyond all my expectations. In fact, the income of the principal was awarded to me, and that of the subordinate to Bolton. I took the paper the next evening to Bolton's room. "Look here, Bolton," said I, "these terms are simply absurd." "How so?" he said, lifting his eyes tranquilly from his book. "What's the matter with them?" "Why, you give me all the income." "Wait till you see how I'll work you," he said, smiling. "I'll get it out of you; you see if I don't." "But you leave yourself nothing."