work enough: that I allow my mind to be fretted and distracted with other things. I am never so well, or in such good spirits, as when I shut myself up, and do nothing but write. I wish I could always keep inventing instead of thinking. But we have forgotten your brilliant conquest. What is the name of your new adorateur?"
"Who should it be," replied the actress, with an air of triumph, "but the handsomest and the most fashionable man in London—Sir George Kingston?"
"Sir George Kingston!" cried Walter; "why you say, truly enough, that he has turned the prettiest heads in London! I cannot understand the luck that attends on some, from the very cradle. There are men, who seem only sent into the world to shew how much fortune can do for a favourite! And so you are to be
'Orsini's mistress, and his fancy's queen!'"
"You need not look so surprised," exclaimed Lavinia, with a slight air of pique.
