286 IN A WINTER CITY.
who thought she showed smaU sympathy. " You
used to like Chevy."
" He was a pretty little child. I hate boys."
" You wouldn't if you had them of your own,"
said Lord Ciairvaux, and grumbled inaudibly as
he took some cutlets.
Lady Hilda coloured a Uttle.
" I have really not imagination enough to
foUow you:—wiU you have coffee ? I hope it's
nothing serious with Cheviot ? "
" Fever, his mother thinks; any way I must
go. I saw your friend the Duca deUa Rocca
this morning: he was out early."
He thought this was approaching the subject
in a masterly manner.
" ItaUans always rise eai'ly," said the Lady
HUda, giving him his cup.
" And he was at the VegUone last night—"
" AU ItaUans go to the VegUone."
" You have seen a great deal of him, haven't
you ?" asked Lord Ciairvaux, looking at her
aiTCss the table, and thinking how pretty aU that
\vluto was wluch she had on, and what a difficult
person she was to begin anything with; he had