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finds Co

ied houses are thrown sharply on the reddish-yellow water. Above the steep speckled roofs, the spires of

He must find it dreadfully dull. (He sighs.) I ought to find material for a colour-sonnet here, with these subdued grey tones, those dull coppery-greens, and the glowing reds of the conical caps of those towers. I ought-but I d

old place this-suits me down to the ground.

bonnie boy). Perfectly, thanks. My mind is being-er-s

k-I don't mean a novel, but a regular improving

hilosophy away with me to dip into occasionally. It seems a very a

f kind of old bird, ain't he?

book of that kind. If you wish to resume our-ah-original relations, I am quite r

llow. I've got over all that business. (He colou

u please. We might start for Co

've rather chummed up with him, and-and he's travelling with a relation of his, and-well, the fact is, they rather made a point of my goi

scarcely-however, I'll let you know whether I can join you or no

going to beat up some stables, and see if we can't hire a couple of g

han--. Why did he want to borrow that book, though? Can my influence after all--(He walks on thoughtfully, till he finds himself before an optician's window in which a mechanical mo

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pany. (He sighs.) That looks like an English girl sketching on the next seat. Rather a fine profile, so regular-general air of repose about her. Singular, now I think of it, how little repose there is about Maud. (The Young Lady rises and

under the impression that it would be safe where it was for a few moments; but I am

. I-I mean that it reduces the-er-

xpress my own m

ite sure of his own, is

n inspiring scene, rich

nd instinctively! Melanchthon, John Huss, Kraft, and Peter Vischer, an

the imperious Margrave of Brandenburg, and Wallenstein, and Gustavus Adolphus, and Goetz von Berlichinge

streets from here, I confess, but you probably see with

YOU THE PHILOSOPHIC

ic form. A perfect sonnet may render a scene, a mood, a passing

y the composition of Greek or Latin verses, which I find, on the whole, be

in verse since he left school). Doub

effect. I shall not really begin my sketch till to-morrow. I

nder, now, whether, if I had met her before-but such speculations are most unprofitable! How clear her eyes looked through her pince-nez! Blue-grey, like Athene's own. If I'd been with Podbury, I should never have had this

er-Hof. Evening. Podbury at the piano; Bob Pre

anting do

rty as what came

com-plex-i-on

and caught the

lexion isn't

sympathetically in chorus). And

with a volume under his arm. None of the three observe hi

arty as what came

-shun was for

ia with Eliza

se by in Can

angel). Er-I have brought you the philosophical work I mentioned. I will leav

w. Awfully obliged; jam it down anywhere, and (

use me, as I fear I should be scarcely a congenial spirit in su

se the door). Please don't stop, Mr. Podbur

his Athene of that afternoon. He retires in confusion, and, as

don't you come

ave complexions

and catch the y

girls in Cano

. "Nor yet know girls in Canonbury S