And in no part of the Continent, his vehement declaration assured the ladies, had he found a single one. It was one universal croak-ahi! And Mr. Pericles could, affirm t

lmost graciously, adding: "Where i

he material arrangements at once, but Mrs. Chump, who had heard that there was a new man in the house, now entered the room, prepared to conquer him. As thus, after a short form of introduction: "D'ye do, sir! and ye're Mr. Paricles. Oh! but y

bly indicated, drew upon their self-command

Chump at all. He turned to Adela,

own opinion, whatsoever degrades us," they had said during a consultation. Simultaneously they felt that Mr. Pericles being simply a millionaire and not In Society, being also a middle-class foreigner (a Greek whose fathers ran with naked heels and long lank hair on the shores of the Aegean), before such a

tha," says he, winkin' a sort of 'mavourneen' at me, ye know-'Martha! with a fan in your hand, if ye're not a black-eyed beauty of a Spaniard, ye little devil of Seville!' says he." This

Because, we can listen, sir, garls or not. Sure, if they understand ye, ye teach 'em nothin'; and

points. "I do not know; I do not know," he put her away with, from time to time. In

-?" quoth

stick that aver s

man," she soliloquized aloud, as her fashion was. Adela jumped up, and with an easy sprightly posture of her fair, commonly studious person, and natural run of notes "Oh!" she cried, "I begin to

A sight met her eyes at which she lost her self-

c drawl of Mr. Pericles, whose sharp

under the form of Wilfrid Pole, kicked its heels behind,

to him. "Yeas! You are quite well? H'm! You are burnt like a

ented by ocular demonstration. She turned about comfortably to greet

pening his blunted wits

talk. Then Wilfrid and Mr. Pe

his upper teeth like a

Chump in Adela's ear, d

ud's in the British arm

ed and

pleasantly upon Wilfrid: Emilia rece

ng a note!

o?" Emilia q

hat you will-it is

glad bright eyes, which her fair critics thought just

as if he were sending one eye to look up into his b

then gave a tremulous

ried Adela, overcome by

nightingale to the ni

l not find a more suscepti

ride coursed through h

l, Mr. Pericles remaine

in Milano, you are flogged," he cr

eet his challenge, continuing: "You hear? you hear?-so!" a

r'ners'll smack a full-grown young woman?-Don't go to 'm, my dear. Now, take my

occasioned by the fact of so few being present to hear her. Wilfrid knew himself the fountain of it all, and stood fountain-like, in a shower of secret adulation: a really happy fellow. This: that his beloved should be the centre of eyes, and pronounced exquisite

edly to him: upon which he dismissed the council of his sensations, a

go to Italy. My belie

rned Adela, arc

en, of course. But, I really don't think that I'm chiefly to b

t?" sai

, then he is the p

city of dissimulation, she thought: "He can't be in earnest about the girl," and

ed for himself a defender when th

e to go to Italy. A scene of tragic denunciation on th

you learn-eh? with your brain upon a man? And your voice, little fool, a thing of caprice, zat comes and goes as he will, not you will. Hein? like a barrel-organ, which he turns ze handle.-Mon Dieu! Why did I leave h

ve not said so," with

go like an aspen-leaf from his uplifted wrist); "So you shall set ze hearts of sossands! To dream of you, to adore you! and flowers, flowers everywhere, on your head, at your feet. You choose your lofer from ze world. A husband, if it is your taste. Bo

his renunciation of a splendid destiny for Wilfrid's sake, seemed to make her worthier of him, an

away from her: "go and

y dared venture to comprehend him. Gross facts in relationship with the voice, this grievous "machine, not man,"-as they said-stated to them, harshly, impetuously. The ladies felt that he had bored their ears with hot iron pins. Adela tried laughter as a defence from his suggestion against Wilfrid, but had shortly afterwards to fly from the fearful anatomist. She served her brother thoroughly in the Council of Three; so that Mr. Pericles was led by them to trust that there had; been mere fooling in his absence, and that the emotions he looked to as the triumphant reserve in Emilia's bosom, to be aroused at some crisis when she was before the world, slumbered still. She, on her part, contrasting her own burning sensations with this quaint, innocent devotion to Art and passion for music, felt in a manner guilty; and whenev

at she might-might she? Oh! certainly she might go to Italy under his protection. "Would you let one of your blood?" asked

all give a fete: a party monstre. In ze air: o

a had undertaken the management of the "party monstre"-(which was to be on Besworth Lawn, and, as it was not their own party, could be conducted with a so

s English hearers, as if this piece of shrewd acquaintance with the

ential thing' (as devou

opley should call shortl

d picnic of theirs on B

es! and they used

ed some scapegoat of her acquaintance, as her way was when she wished to be

nvited, and looked up. There was the usual amount of fencing with the combative Laura, who gave ground at all points, and as she wa

?" quoth

whom you patronized-who played the organ

bella smiled,

d for him?" said Laura, interpreting by the lo

the truth, I know not

o Cornelia, who met her eyes and

the form of a writ. "When, if you know anything of law," said Laura, "you will see why he remains. For, a writ once served, you are a prisoner. That is, I believe, if it's above twenty

n asked of the Unseen in their onward course, if they did not pointedly put the question now. Surely they had no desire to give pain, but the nature that endowed them with a delicate taste

d on certain yellow and blue covers of books cer

ong as to Mr. Barrett's

le, and my brother Albert says, the constable is very likely to overrun ham, in consequence. Only a joke! But an organist with, at the highest computation-poor a

s, too!" inte

mproving to his morals

greater part of the hum

achers, dear,"

ligion justify you

we?" Laura retreated in

the ignoble object it transfixed. Laura was sufficiently foiled by it to be unable to return to the Chips-Barrett theme. Throughout the interview Cornelia had maintained a triumphant posture, superior to Arabella's skill in fencing, seei