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Chapter 1. Fellow Travellers

           Ibegyoursontoreceivetheassuranceofmyprofoundconsideration.Andnow,sir,Imayadmit,freelyadmit,thatmyfriendissometimesofasarcastictemper.’

           ‘Theladyisyourfriend’swife,sir?’

           ‘Theladyismyfriend’swife,sir.’

           ‘Sheisveryhandsome.’

           ‘Sir,sheispeerless.Theyarestillinthefirstyearoftheirmarriage.Theyarestillpartlyonamarriage,andpartlyonanartistic,tour.’

           ‘Yourfriendisanartist,sir?’

           Thegentlemanrepliedbykissingthefingersofhisrighthand,andwaftingthekissthelengthofhisarmtowardsHeaven.Aswhoshouldsay,IdevotehimtothecelestialPowersasanimmortalartist!

           ‘Butheisamanoffamily,’headded.‘Hisconnectionsareofthebest.Heismorethananartist:heishighlyconnected.Hemay,ineffect,haverepudiatedhisconnections,proudly,impatiently,sarcastically(Imaketheconcessionofbothwords);buthehasthem.Sparksthathavebeenstruckoutduringourintercoursehaveshownmethis.’

           ‘Well!Ihope,’saidtheloftygentleman,withtheairoffinallydisposingofthesubject,‘thatthelady’sindispositionmaybeonlytemporary.’

           ‘Sir,Ihopeso.’

           ‘Merefatigue,Idaresay.’

           ‘Notaltogethermerefatigue,sir,forhermulestumbledto-day,andshefellfromthesaddle.Shefelllightly,andwasupagainwithoutassistance,androdefromuslaughing;butshecomplainedtowardseveningofaslightbruiseintheside.Shespokeofitmorethanonce,aswefollowedyourpartyupthemountain.

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