IN A WINTER CITY, 87
the first object of passion to a woman. But it
is troublesome : she exacts so much ! "
" If I were not that, I have seldom cared to
be anything," said DeUa Eocca.
" That is an ItaUan amorous fancy. Eomeo
and OtheUo are the tjrpical Italian lovers. I
never can teU how a northerner like Shakspeure
could draw either. You are often v€ry unfaith¬
ful ; but tvhile you are faithful you are ardent,
and you ai'e absorbed in the woman. That is
one of the reasons why an Italian succeeds in
love as no other man does. * L'art de bruler
sUencieusement le coeur d'une femme" is a
supreme art with you. Compared with you, aU
other men are chUdren. You have been the
supreme masters of the great passion since the
days of Ovid."
" Because it is much more the supreme pursuit
of our Uves than it is with other men. How can
Love be of much power where it is inferior to fox¬
hunting, and a mere interlude when there is no
other sport to be had, as it is with Englishmen ?"
" And with a Frenchman it is always inferior
to himself I " confessed the French Due, with a