IN A WINTER CITY. 887
never felt so nervous since the time when he had
once been called on to move the Address when
" One sees a great deal of everybody in a
smaU society like this."
" Because you know people talk about you
and him,—so they saj' at least."
" They are very good, whoever they are: who
are they ? "
" Who ?—Oh, I don't know; I heard so."
" How very nice of you to discuss roe with
Lord Ciairvaux cast a glance at her and was
very much frightened at the offence he saw in
her contemptuous face: how pale she was looking
too, now he thought of it, and she had shadows
underneath her eyes quite new to her.
" What sort of a feUow is he?" he muttered.
He seemed a duffer to me about his fields—such
ploughs, by heavens!—and such waste in the
stackyards J never saw. But it isn't farming
here at aU; it'a letting things go wUd just
" It is not being xriser than Nature, and sacrl'