'But not of him--of you, Mr.Harry! What does he say ?' 'Says you're so clever you ought to be a man.' 'Ah! generous!' exclaimed the Countess.

'The idea, I think, is novel to him.

Is it not ?' 'Well, I believe, from what I hear, he didn't back you for much over in Lisbon,' said veracious Harry.
'I fear he is deceived in me now.

I fear I am but a woman--I am not to be "backed." But you are not talking of yourself.' 'Oh! never mind me,' was Harry's modest answer.
'But I do.

Try to imagine me as clever as a man, and talk to me of your doings.