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ficing all loveUness to greed—if you mean that,**
said Lady Hilda, with coldest disdain. " The
Ufe here has still the old Theocritan idyUio
beauty, thank heaven."
" Theocxitus ? Oh, I know ; I never coiUd
construe him; but I do know a straight furrow
and decently kept land when I see it. But I
say, you know, I don't want to be officious or
anything; but do you think it's wise to see so
very much of him ? You know he's an ItaUan,
and I dare say hasn't a bit of principle, nor a
penny in his pocket."
The hazel eyes of the Lady HUda flashed
golden beams of wrath,
"How very grateful of you!—when he has
entertained you to the best of his abUity, and
went out of his way to find sport for you, very
Uttle to his own pleasm-e, moreover, for I can
assure you his soul does not Ue in his gun>
" I don't want to say anything against him,"
murmured Lord Ciairvaux, who was the mosi
grateful and most just of mortals. " He was
very kind and sourteous* and aU that—and J