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find favor; no grisette has a more facile faculty of acceptance—strange! for after all, I know she is a girl of family".

"But you don't know her education, Dr. John", said I. "Tossed about all her life from one foreign school to another, she may justly proffer the plea of ignorance in extenuation of most of her faults. And then, from what she says, I believe her father and mother were brought up much as she has been brought up".

"I always understood she had no fortune, and once I had pleasure in the thought", said he.

"She tells me", I answered, "that they are poor at home; she always speaks quite candidly on such points; you never find her lying as these foreigners will often lie. Her parents have a large family: they occupy such a station and possess such connections as, in their opinion, demand display; stringent necessity of circumstances and inherent thoughtlessness of disposition combined, have engendered reckless unscrupulousness as to how they obtain the means of sustaining a good appearance. This is the state of things, and the only state of things she has seen from childhood upwards".

"I believe it—and I thought to mould her to something better; but, Lucy, to speak the plain truth, I have felt a new thing to-night in looking at her and De Hamal. I felt it before noticing the impertinence directed at my mother. I saw a look interchanged between them immediately after their entrance, which threw a most unwelcome light on my mind".

"How do you mean? You have been long aware of the flirtation they keep up?"

"Aye, flirtation! That might be an innocent girlish wile to lure on to true love; but what I refer to was not flirtation; it was a look marking mutual and secret understanding—it was neither girlish nor innocent. No woman, were she as beautiful as Aphrodite, who could give or receive such a glance shall ever be sought in marriage by me: I would rather wed a paysanne in a short petticoat and high cap—and be sure that she was honest".

I could not help smiling. I felt sure he now exaggerated the case: Ginevra, I was certain, was honest enough, with all her giddiness. I told him so. He shook his head, and said he would not be the man to trust her with his honor.

"The only thing", said I, "with which you may safely trust