Perhaps she knows already the limits of your belief, Mr.Courtland." "She does--she does." At that moment Ella Linton came up with Lord Earlscourt.
"Has Mr.Courtland been telling you all about the bird of paradise ?" she asked of Phyllis, while she waved the tail feathers of the loveliest of the birds of paradise before her face.
"The bird ?--not the _bird_," laughed Phyllis.
"But the topic was paradise ?" Ella joined in the laugh--yes, to some extent.
"I talked of Adam--the old one of that name," said Mr.Courtland.
"And Eve--the new one of that name," said Phyllis.
"Theology is in the air!" cried Ella.

"Even the stage of a theater is not free from the taint.

It must be the case of Mr.Holland.Where is Mr.Holland, by the way, Lord Earlscourt ?" "I haven't seen him for some time.

He must have gone away.

I'm not Mr.
Holland's keeper, thank Heaven!" said Lord Earlscourt, with heartfelt devoutness.
"Now you know that everyone holds you accountable for what he has done!" said Ella.
"Then that's just where everyone makes a mistake," said he.