104 IN A WINTER CITY,
"As it is, I can only keep the rains from enter-
vng and the rats from destroying it. Poverty,
Madame, is only poetical to those who do not
suffer it. Look ! " he added, with a laugh, "you
wUl not find a single chafr, I fear, that is not
She glanced at the great old ebony chafr she
was resting in, with its rich frayed tapestry seat,
and its carved armorial bearmgs.
" I have suffered much more from the staring,
gilded, and satin abominations in a mUUonafre's
drawing-room. You are ungrateful------"
" And you, Madame, judge of pains that have
never touched, and cannot touch you. However,
I can be but too glad that Palestrina pleases you
in any way. It has the sunshine of heaven,
though not of fortune."
"And I am sure you would not give it up for
aU the wealth of the EothschUds."
" How lovely this place would look," Madame
Mila was saying at the same moment, out of his
hearing, to the Princess Olga, "if Owen Jones
coidd renovate it and Huby furnish it. Fancy