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"
To
what
article
do
you
allude
,
Miss
Clare
?
"
I
stammered
confusedly
--
"
I
do
not
write
for
any
magazine
.
"
"
No
?
"
and
she
laughed
gaily
--
"
But
you
did
on
this
occasion
!
You
'
slated
'
me
very
smartly
!
--
I
quite
enjoyed
it
.
I
found
out
that
you
were
the
author
of
the
philippic
--
not
through
the
editor
of
the
journal
--
oh
no
,
poor
man
!
he
is
very
discreet
;
but
through
quite
another
person
who
must
be
nameless
.
It
is
very
difficult
to
prevent
me
from
finding
out
whatever
I
wish
to
know
,
especially
in
literary
matters
!
Why
,
you
look
quite
unhappy
!
"
and
her
blue
eyes
danced
with
fun
as
she
handed
me
my
cup
of
tea
--
"
You
really
do
n't
suppose
I
was
hurt
by
your
critique
,
do
you
?
Dear
me
,
no
!
Nothing
of
that
kind
ever
affronts
me
--
I
am
far
too
busy
to
waste
any
thought
on
reviews
or
reviewers
.
Only
your
article
was
so
exceptionally
funny
!
"
"
Funny
?
"
I
echoed
stupidly
,
trying
to
smile
,
but
failing
in
the
effort
.
"
Yes
,
funny
!
"
she
repeated
--
"
It
was
so
very
angry
that
it
became
amusing
.
My
poor
'
Differences
'
!
I
am
really
sorry
it
put
you
into
such
a
temper
--
temper
does
exhaust
one
's
energies
so
!
"
She
laughed
again
and
sat
down
in
her
former
place
near
me
,
regarding
me
with
a
frankly
open
and
half
humorous
gaze
which
I
found
I
could
not
meet
with
any
sort
of
composure
.
To
say
I
felt
foolish
,
would
inadequately
express
my
sense
of
utter
bafflement
.
This
woman
with
her
young
unclouded
face
,
sweet
voice
and
evidently
happy
nature
,
was
not
at
all
the
creature
I
had
imagined
her
to
be
--
and
I
struggled
to
say
something
--
anything
--
that
would
furnish
a
reasonable
and
coherent
answer
.
I
caught
Lucio
's
glance
--
one
of
satirical
amusement
--
and
my
thoughts
grew
more
entangled
than
ever
.
A
distraction
however
occurred
in
the
behaviour
of
the
dog
Tricksy
,
who
suddenly
took
up
a
position
immediately
opposite
Lucio
,
and
lifting
his
nose
in
air
began
to
howl
with
a
desolate
loudness
astonishing
in
so
small
an
animal
.
His
mistress
was
surprised
.
"
Tricksy
,
what
is
the
matter
?
"
she
exclaimed
,
catching
him
up
in
her
arms
where
he
hid
his
face
shivering
and
moaning
;
--
then
she
looked
steadily
at
Lucio
--
"
I
never
knew
him
do
such
a
thing
before
"
--
she
said
--
"
Perhaps
you
do
not
like
dogs
,
Prince
Rimânez
?
"
"
I
am
afraid
they
do
not
like
me
!
"
he
replied
,
deferentially
.
"
Then
pray
excuse
me
a
moment
!
"
she
murmured
,
and
left
the
room
,
to
return
immediately
without
her
canine
favorite
.
After
this
I
noticed
that
her
blue
eyes
often
rested
on
Lucio
's
handsome
countenance
with
a
bewildered
and
perplexed
expression
,
as
if
she
saw
something
in
his
very
beauty
that
she
disliked
or
distrusted
.
Meanwhile
I
had
recovered
a
little
of
my
usual
self-possession
,
and
I
addressed
her
in
a
tone
which
I
meant
to
be
kind
,
but
which
I
knew
was
somewhat
patronizing
.
