“Why，not？Ineverknewawomanyethowevercoldhoweverfondofchange，whohadnotatsometimeorotherduringherlifemetamanforwhosesakeshewouldhavedone-whatIdid。Ihavehadasmanyadmirers-asmanylovers，Isuppose，asmostwomen。ButIcantruthfullysaythatduringthelastthreeyearsnothoughtofoneofthemhascrossedmymind。“
LadyCareylaughedscornfully。
“Uponmyword，“shesaid。“IfthePrincehadnotatemper，andiftheywerenotplayingforsuchruinouspoints，Iwouldentertainthemallwiththesedelightfulconfidences。Bythebye，thePrincehimselfwasonceoneofthosewhofellbeforeyourchariotwheels，washenot？Lookathimnow-sideways。Whatdoesheremindyouof？“
Lucilleraisedhereyes。
“Afatangel，“sheanswered，“orsomethingequallydistasteful。HowIhatethosemildeyesandthatsweet，slowsmile。IsawhimthrashapoorbeateronceintheSaxeLeinitzerforests。Ugh！“