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"
If
you
were
not
so
good-looking
I
should
call
you
heartless
"
--
I
said
at
last
--
"
But
your
features
are
a
direct
contradiction
to
your
words
.
You
have
not
really
that
indifference
to
human
nature
which
you
strive
to
assume
--
your
whole
aspect
betokens
a
generosity
of
spirit
which
you
can
not
conquer
if
you
would
.
Besides
,
are
you
not
always
trying
to
do
good
?
"
He
smiled
.
"
Always
!
That
is
,
I
am
always
at
work
endeavouring
to
gratify
every
man
's
desire
.
Whether
that
is
good
of
me
,
or
bad
,
remains
to
be
proved
.
Men
's
wants
are
almost
illimitable
--
the
only
thing
none
of
them
ever
seem
to
wish
,
so
far
as
I
am
concerned
,
is
to
cut
my
acquaintance
!
"
"
Why
,
of
course
not
!
After
once
meeting
you
,
how
could
they
!
"
I
said
,
laughing
at
the
absurdity
of
the
suggestion
.
He
gave
me
a
whimsical
side-look
.
"
Their
desires
are
not
always
virtuous
,
"
he
remarked
,
turning
to
flick
off
the
ash
of
his
cigar
into
the
grate
.
"
But
of
course
you
do
not
gratify
them
in
their
vices
!
"
I
rejoined
,
still
laughing
--
"
That
would
be
playing
the
part
of
a
benefactor
somewhat
too
thoroughly
!
"
"
Ah
now
I
see
we
shall
flounder
in
the
quicksands
of
theory
if
we
go
any
further
"
--
he
said
--
"
You
forget
,
my
dear
fellow
,
that
nobody
can
decide
as
to
what
is
vice
,
or
what
is
virtue
.
These
things
are
chameleon-like
,
and
take
different
colours
in
different
countries
.
Abraham
had
two
or
three
wives
and
several
concubines
,
and
he
was
the
very
soul
of
virtue
according
to
sacred
lore
--
whereas
my
Lord
Tom-Noddy
in
London
to-day
has
one
wife
and
several
concubines
,
and
is
really
very
much
like
Abraham
in
other
particulars
,
yet
he
is
considered
a
very
dreadful
person
.
'
Who
shall
decide
when
doctors
disagree
!
'
Let
's
drop
the
subject
,
as
we
shall
never
settle
it
.
What
shall
we
do
with
the
rest
of
the
evening
?
There
is
a
stout-limbed
,
shrewd
wench
at
the
Tivoli
,
dancing
her
way
into
the
affections
of
a
ricketty
little
Duke
--
shall
we
go
and
watch
the
admirable
contortions
with
which
she
is
wriggling
into
a
fixed
position
among
the
English
aristocracy
?
Or
are
you
tired
,
and
would
you
prefer
a
long
night
's
rest
?
"
To
tell
the
truth
I
was
thoroughly
fatigued
,
and
mentally
as
well
as
physically
worn
out
with
the
excitements
of
the
day
--
my
head
too
was
heavy
with
the
wine
to
which
I
had
so
long
been
unaccustomed
.
