He would speak to Amy at the next meeting of the Round Table.
Or there were other strange fancies.

What will not an India merchant dream as he gazes from his window?
It was some old teacher of Amy's--some music-master, some French teacher--dying alone and in poverty, or with a large family.

No, upon the whole, thought Lawrence Newt, he's not old enough to have a large family--he is not married--he has too delicate a nature to struggle with the world--he was a gentleman in his own country; and he has, of course, it's only natural--how could he possibly help it ?--he has fallen in love with Miss Waring.

These music-masters and Italian teachers are such silly fellows.

I know all about it, thought Mr.
Newt; and now he lies there forlorn, but picturesque and very handsome, singing sweetly to his guitar, and reciting Petrarch's sonnets with large, melancholy eyes.