"I remember, if he
chooses to forget. Don't you recollect, Rose, the night we were
constructing an ideal kingdom by drawing up a list of all the people we
should have banished? Every one had his or her turn at saying who should
be expelled--people who come late to dinner, people who fence with
spiked wire, people who talk in theatres, people who say 'like he does,'
and so forth; and when somebody suggested 'all young women who wear red
veils,' Lord Rockminster immediately added, 'and all young women who
don't wear red veils.' Now you needn't deny it."
"Excuse me, I'm sure I never said anything of the kind; but it's not of
the least consequence," Lord Rockminster observed, with perfect
composure. "Anything to please you poor dears. You understand well
enough why I linger on here--just to give you young creatures a chance
of sharpening your wits on me. You wouldn't know what to do without me."
"Rockminster is going to give the world a volume of poems," said Lady
Rosamund, who seemed to be rather ill-tempered and scornful this
morning. "Nobody could stare at the clouds and hills as he does without
being a poet. When he does burst into speech it will be something
awful.
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