18/39 "They are all nonsense, Miss Gueldmar," he said quickly. "There's nothing 'sweet' about them, I tell you frankly! All rubbish, every line of them!" "Then you should not write them," said Thelma quietly. "It is only a pity and a disappointment." "I wish every one were of your opinion," laughed Lorimer, "it would spare us a lot of indifferent verse." "Ah! you have the chief Skald of all the world in your land!" cried Gueldmar, bringing his fist down with a jovial thump on the table. "He can teach you all that you need to know." "_Skald_ ?" queried Lorimer dubiously. |