"Friend," said I to him, "conclusively you prove to me that you are not a butterfly." Surly did no more than favour me with the anathema of his countenance.' 'Cousin Beamish, my complaint of these young people is, that they miss their pleasure in pursuing it.

I have lectured my duchess--' 'Ha!' 'Foolish, I own,' said the duke.

'But suppose, now, you had caught your butterfly, and you could neither let it go nor consent to follow its vagaries.

That poses you.' 'Young people,' said Mr.Beamish, 'come under my observation in this poor realm of mine--young and old.

I find them prodigiously alike in their love of pleasure, differing mainly in their capacity to satisfy it.