'I've put it down,' he said.

'Sign it, if it's all in order.' This the duke did, after apologizing for disturbing me.

He looked at me keenly as he turned away.

'Not the most elevating literature in the library,' he said, smiling ironically.

'If you haven't got a taste for it beyond control, don't cultivate it.' He nodded kindly, and left; and again, till my father came and found me, I buried myself in that book of fate--to me.