If you don't look a little more sharply after our interest we shall quarrel." "What am I to do ?" another voice answered, and this time the accent was perfect, and the tones marvellously harmonious.

"You bring me here, into this horrible crowd, where I am stifled, and I do not see what I can do except answer everybody who speaks to me, and try to look as if I were not longing to get away." "Do ?" repeated the first.

"Why, _pose_ a little.

I wish I had made you come in paint and feathers.

I believe my lady would have liked it better." They had been drawing nearer as they spoke, and now stepped into the room.