She was now quite a scholar, as Mr.Simcox himself averred.

She could read aloud and fluently to Maltravers, and copied out his poetry in a small, fluctuating hand, and he had no longer to chase throughout his vocabulary for short Saxon monosyllables to make the bridge of intercourse between their ideas.

Eros and Psyche are ever united, and Love opens all the petals of the soul.

On one subject alone, Maltravers was less eloquent than of yore.

He had not succeeded as a moralist, and he thought it hypocritical to preach what he did not practise.