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"
Neither
I
think
,
"
I
responded
laughing
--
"
He
merely
presents
himself
to
me
as
an
example
of
outraged
respectability
.
"
"
Ah
then
,
you
may
be
sure
that
when
the
scullery-maid
was
dancing
,
he
observed
her
steps
with
the
closest
nicety
;
"
said
Lucio
--
"
Very
respectable
men
are
always
particular
of
inspection
into
these
matters
!
Soothe
his
ruffled
feelings
,
my
dear
Geoffrey
,
and
tell
him
that
Amiel
is
the
very
soul
of
virtue
!
I
have
had
him
in
my
service
for
a
long
time
,
and
can
urge
nothing
against
his
character
as
a
man
.
He
does
not
pretend
to
be
an
angel
.
His
tricks
of
speech
and
behaviour
are
the
result
of
a
too
constant
repression
of
his
natural
hilarity
,
but
he
is
really
an
excellent
fellow
.
He
dabbled
in
hypnotic
science
when
he
was
with
me
in
India
;
I
have
often
warned
him
of
the
danger
there
is
in
practising
this
force
on
the
uninitiated
.
But
--
a
scullery-maid
!
--
heavens
!
--
there
are
so
many
scullery-maids
!
One
more
or
less
with
the
'
jumps
'
will
not
matter
.
This
is
Lord
Elton
's
.
"
The
carriage
stopped
before
a
handsome
house
situated
a
little
back
from
Park
Lane
.
We
were
admitted
by
a
man-servant
gorgeous
in
red
plush
,
white
silk
hose
and
powdered
wig
,
who
passed
us
on
majestically
to
his
twin-brother
in
height
and
appearance
,
though
perhaps
a
trifle
more
disdainful
in
bearing
,
and
he
in
his
turn
ushered
us
upstairs
with
the
air
of
one
who
should
say
"
See
to
what
ignominious
degradation
a
cruel
fate
reduces
so
great
a
man
!
"
In
the
drawing-room
we
found
Lord
Elton
,
standing
on
the
hearth-rug
with
his
back
to
the
fire
,
and
directly
opposite
him
in
a
low
arm
chair
,
reclined
an
elegantly
attired
young
lady
with
very
small
feet
.
I
mention
the
feet
,
because
as
I
entered
they
were
the
most
prominent
part
of
her
person
,
being
well
stretched
out
from
beneath
the
would-be
concealment
of
sundry
flounced
petticoats
towards
the
warmth
of
the
fire
which
the
Earl
rather
inconsiderately
screened
from
view
.
There
was
another
lady
in
the
room
sitting
bolt
upright
with
hands
neatly
folded
on
her
lap
,
and
to
her
we
were
first
of
all
introduced
when
Lord
Elton
's
own
effusive
greetings
were
over
.
"
Charlotte
,
allow
me
--
my
friends
,
Prince
Lucio
Rimânez
--
Mr
Geoffrey
Tempest
;
gentlemen
,
my
sister-in-law
,
Miss
Charlotte
Fitzroy
.
"
We
bowed
;
the
lady
gave
us
a
dignified
bend
of
the
head
.
She
was
an
imposing
looking
spinster
,
with
a
curious
expression
on
her
features
which
was
difficult
to
construe
.
It
was
pious
and
prim
,
but
it
also
suggested
the
idea
that
she
must
have
seen
something
excessively
improper
once
in
her
life
and
had
never
been
able
to
forget
it
.
The
pursed-up
mouth
,
the
round
pale-coloured
eyes
and
the
chronic
air
of
insulted
virtue
which
seemed
to
pervade
her
from
head
to
foot
all
helped
to
deepen
this
impression
.
One
could
not
look
at
Miss
Charlotte
long
without
beginning
to
wonder
irreverently
what
it
was
that
had
in
her
long
past
youth
so
outraged
the
cleanly
proprieties
of
her
nature
as
to
leave
such
indelible
traces
on
her
countenance
.
But
I
have
since
seen
many
English
women
look
so
,
especially
among
the
particularly
'
high
bred
,
'
old
and
plain-featured
of
the
"
upper
ten
.
"
Very
different
was
the
saucy
and
bright
physiognomy
of
the
younger
lady
to
whom
we
were
next
presented
,
and
who
,
raising
herself
languidly
from
her
reclining
position
,
smiled
at
us
with
encouraging
familiarity
as
we
made
our
salutations
.
"
Miss
Diana
Chesney
,
"
--
said
the
Earl
glibly
--
"
You
perhaps
know
her
father
,
prince
--
you
must
have
heard
of
him
at
any
rate
--
the
famous
Nicodemus
Chesney
,
one
of
the
great
railway-kings
.
"
"
Of
course
I
know
him
"
--
responded
Lucio
warmly
--
"
Who
does
not
!
I
have
met
him
often
.
A
charming
man
,
gifted
with
most
remarkable
humour
and
vitality
--
I
remember
him
perfectly
.
We
saw
a
good
deal
of
each
other
in
Washington
.
"
"
Did
you
though
?
"
said
Miss
Chesney
with
a
somewhat
indifferent
interest
--
"
He
's
a
queer
sort
of
man
to
my
thinking
;
rather
a
cross
between
the
ticket-collector
and
custom-house
officer
combined
,
you
know
!
I
never
see
him
but
what
I
feel
I
must
start
on
a
journey
directly
--
railways
seem
to
be
written
all
over
him
.
I
tell
him
so
.
I
say
'
Pa
,
if
you
did
n't
carry
railway-tracks
in
your
face
you
'd
be
better
looking
.
'
And
you
found
him
humorous
,
did
you
?
"
