But now what a change! Here you are, with a finely developed eye for female beauty, actually reveling in dreams of child-angels and their sisters.

By Jove!" "Nonsense," said Dacres.
"Well, drive on, and tell all about it.

You've seen her, of course ?" "Oh yes." "Did you call ?" "Yes; she was not at home.

I went away with a snubbed and subdued feeling, and rode along near the Villa Reale, when suddenly I met the carriage with Lady Dalrymple and the child-angel.

She knew me at once, and gave a little start.