This She Did With The Utmost Politeness, Though Cold By Race, And Through Her Politeness Ran A Sense Of What

Teutons called Duty, which would once have repelled me; but I have wandered over a great part of the world,

And I know it now to be a distorted kind of virtue.

She was of a very different sort from that good tribe of the Moselle valley beyond the hill; yet she also was Catholic - (she had a little tree set up before her door for the Corpus Christi: see what religion is, that makes people of utterly different races understand each other; for when I saw that tree I knew precisely where I stood. So once all we Europeans understood each other, but now we are divided by the worst malignancies of nations and classes, and a man does not so much love his own nation as hate his neighbours, and even the twilight of chivalry is mixed up with a detestable patronage of the poor. But as I was saying - ) she also was a Catholic, and I knew myself to be with friends. She was moreover not exactly of - what shall I say? the words Celtic and Latin mean nothing - not of those who delight in a delicate manner; and her good heart prompted her to say, very loudly -

'What do you want?'

'I want a bed,' I said, and I pulled out a silver coin. 'I must lie down at once.'

Then I added, 'Can you make omelettes?'

Now it is a curious thing, and one I will not dwell on -

LECTOR.

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