it　fall；　and　with　the　curious　power　which　he　possessed　of　setting
  his　wisdom　to　watch　any　particular　folly　in　himself　that　it　could
  not　hinder；　speculated　as　he　walked　on　the　result　of　this　first
  tangible　step　of　return　to　his　old　position　as　Ethelberta's　lover。
  9。　A　LADY'S　DRAWING…ROOMS　…　ETHELBERTA'S　DRESSING…ROOM
  It　was　a　house　on　the　north　side　of　Hyde　Park；　between　ten　and
  eleven　in　the　evening；　and　several　intelligent　and　courteous　people
  had　assembled　there　to　enjoy　themselves　as　far　as　it　was　possible　to
  do　so　in　a　neutral　wayall　carefully　keeping　every　variety　of
  feeling　in　a　state　of　solution；　in　spite　of　any　attempt　such
  feelings　made　from　time　to　time　to　crystallize　on　interesting
  subjects　in　hand。
  'Neigh；　who　is　that　charming　woman　with　her　head　built　up　in　a　novel
  way　even　for　hair　architecturethe　one　with　her　back　towards　us？'
  said　a　man　whose　coat　fitted　doubtfully　to　a　friend　whose　coat
  fitted　well。
  'Just　going　to　ask　for　the　same　information；'　said　Mr。　Neigh；
  determining　the　very　longest　hair　in　his　beard　to　an　infinitesimal
  nicety　by　drawing　its　lower　portion　through　his　fingers。　　'I　have
  quite　forgottencannot　keep　people's　names　in　my　head　at　all；　nor
  could　my　father　eithernor　any　of　my　familya　very　odd　thing。　　But
  my　old　friend　Mrs。　Napper　knows　for　certain。'　　And　he　turned　to　one
  of　a　small　group　of　middle…aged　persons　near；　who；　instead　of
  skimming　the　surface　of　things　in　general；　like　the　rest　of　the
  company；　were　going　into　the　very　depths　of　them。
  'Othat　is　the　celebrated　Mrs。　Petherwin；　the　woman　who　makes
  rhymes　and　prints　'em；'　said　Mrs。　Napper；　in　a　detached　sentence；
  and　then　continued　talking　again　to　those　on　the　other　side　of　her。
  The　two　loungers　went　on　with　their　observations　of　Ethelberta's
  headdress；　which；　though　not　extraordinary　or　eccentric；　did
  certainly　convey　an　idea　of　indefinable　novelty。　　Observers　were
  sometimes　half　inclined　to　think　that　her　cuts　and　modes　were
  acquired　by　some　secret　communication　with　the　mysterious　clique
  which　orders　the　livery　of　the　fashionable　world；　forand　it
  affords　a　parallel　to　cases　in　which　clever　thinkers　in　other
  spheres　arrive　independently　at　one　and　the　same　conclusion
  Ethelberta's　fashion　often　turned　out　to　be　the　coming　one。
  'O；　is　that　the　woman　at　last？'　said　Neigh；　diminishing　his　broad
  general　gaze　at　the　room　to　a　close　criticism　of　Ethelberta。
  '〃The　rhymes；〃　as　Mrs。　Napper　calls　them；　are　not　to　be　despised；'
  said　his　companion。　　'They　are　not　quite　virginibus　puerisque；　and
  the　writer's　opinions　of　life　and　society　differ　very　materially
  from　mine；　but　I　cannot　help　admiring　her　in　the　more　reflective
  pieces；　the　songs　I　don't　care　for。　　The　method　in　which　she　handles
  curious　subjects；　and　at　the　same　time　impresses　us　with　a　full
  conviction　of　her　modesty；　is　very　adroit；　and　somewhat　blinds　us　to
  the　fact　that　no　such　poems　were　demanded　of　her　at　all。'
  'I　have　not　read　them；'　said　Neigh；　secretly　wrestling　with　his　jaw；
  to　prevent　a　yawn；　'but　I　suppose　I　must。　　The　truth　is；　that　I
  never　care　much　for　reading　what　one　ought　to　read；　I　wish　I　did；
  but　I　cannot　help　it。　　And；　no　doubt；　you　admire　the　lady　immensely
  for　writing　them：　　I　don't。　　Everybody　is　so　talented　now…a…days
  that　the　only　people　I　care　to　honour　as　deserving　real　distinction
  are　those　who　remain　in　obscurity。　　I　am　myself　hoping　for　a　corner
  in　some　biographical　dictionary　when　the　time　comes　for　those　works
  only　to　contain　lists　of　the　exceptional　individuals　of　whom　nothing
  is　known　but　that　they　lived　and　died。'
  'Ahlisten。　　They　are　going　to　sing　one　of　her　songs；'　said　his
  friend；　looking　towards　a　bustling　movement　in　the　neighbourhood　of
  the　piano。　　'I　believe　that　song；　〃When　tapers　tall；〃　has　been　set
  to　music　by　three　or　four　composers　already。'
  'Men　of　any　note？'　said　Neigh；　at　last　beaten　by　his　yawn；　which
  courtesy　nevertheless　confined　within　his　person　to　such　an　extent
  that　only　a　few　unimportant　symptoms；　such　as　reduced　eyes　and　a
  certain　rectangular　manner　of　mouth　in　speaking；　were　visible。
  'Scarcely；'　replied　the　other　man。　　'Established　writers　of　music　do
  not　expend　their　energies　upon　new　verse　until　they　find　that　such
  verse　is　likely　to　endure；　for　should　the　poet　be　soon　forgotten；
  their　labour　is　in　some　degree　lost。'
  'Artful　dogswho　would　have　thought　it？'　said　Neigh；　just　as　an
  exercise　in　words；　and　they　drew　nearer　to　the　piano；　less　to　become
  listeners　to　the　singing　than　to　be　spectators　of　the　scene　in　that
  quarter。　　But　among　some　others　the　interest　in　the　songs　seemed　to
  be　very　great；　and　it　was　unanimously　wished　that　the　young　lady　who
  had　practised　the　different　pieces　of　music　privately　would　sing
  some　of　them　now　in　the　order　of　their　composers'　reputations。　　The
  musical　persons　in　the　room　unconsciously　resolved　themselves　into　a
  committee　of　taste。
  One　and　another　had　been　tried；　when；　at　the　end　of　the　third；　a
  lady　spoke　to　Ethelberta。
  'Now；　Mrs。　Petherwin；'　she　said；　gracefully　throwing　back　her　face；
  'your　opinion　is　by　far　the　most　valuable。　　In　which　of　the　cases　do
  you　consider　the　marriage　of　verse　and　tune　to　have　been　most
  successful？'
  Ethelberta；　finding　these　and　other　unexpected　calls　made　upon
  herself；　came　to　the　front　without　flinching。
  'The　sweetest　and　the　best　that　I　like　by　far；'　she　said；　'is　none
  of　these。　　It　is　one　which　reached　me　by　post　only　this　morning　from
  a　place　in　Wessex；　and　is　written　by　an　unheard…of　man　who　lives
  somewhere　down　therea　man　who　will　be；　nevertheless；　heard　a　great
  deal　of　some　day；　I　hopethink。　　I　have　only　practised　it　this
  afternoon；　but；　if　one's　own　judgment　is　worth　anything；　it　is　the
  best。'
  'Let　us　have　your　favourite；　by　all　means；'　said　another　friend　of
  Ethelberta's　who　was　presentMrs。　Doncastle。
  'I　am　so　sorry　that　I　cannot　oblige　you；　since　you　wish　to　hear　it；'
  replied　the　poetess　regretfully；　'but　the　music　is　at　home。　　I　had
  not　received　it　when　I　lent　the　others　to　Miss　Belmaine；　and　it　is
  only　in　manuscript　like　the　rest。'
  'Could　it　not　be　sent　for？'　suggested　an　enthusiast　who　knew　that
  Ethelberta　lived　only　in　the　next　street；　appealing　by　a　look　to
  her；　and　then　to　the　mistress　of　the　house。
  'Certainly；　let　us　send　for　it；'　said　that　lady。　　A　footman　was　at
  once　quietly　despatched　with　precise　directions　as　to　where
  Christopher's　sweet　production　might　be　found。
  'Whatis　there　going　to　be　something　interesting？'　asked　a　young
  married　friend　of　Mrs。　Napper；　who　had　returned　to　her　original
  spot。
  'Yesthe　best　song　she　has　written　is　to　be　sung　in　the　best　manner
  to　the　best　air　that　has　been　composed　for　it。　　I　should　not　wonder
  if　she　were　going　to　sing　it　herself。'
  'Did　you　know　anything　of　Mrs。　Petherwin　until　her　name　leaked　out
  in　connection　with　these　ballads？'
  'No；　but　I　think　I　recollect　seeing　her　once　before。　　She　is　one　of
  those　people　who　are　known；　as　one　may　say；　by　subscription：
  everybody　knows　a　little；　till　she　is　astonishingly　well　known
  altogether；　but　nobody　knows　her　entirely。　　She　was　the　orphan　child
  of　some　clergyman；　I　believe。　　Lady　Petherwin；　her　mother…in…law；
  has　been　taking　her　about　a　great　deal　latterly。'
  'She　has　apparently　a　very　good　prospect。'
  'Yes；　and　it　is　through　her　being　of　that　curious　undefined
  character　which　interprets　itself　to　each　admirer　as　whatever　he
  would　like　to　have　it。　　Old　men　like　her　because　she　is　so　girlish；
  youths　because　she　is　womanly；　wicked　men　because　she　is　good　in
  their　eyes；　good　men　because　she　is　wicked　in　theirs。'
  'She　must　be　a　very　anomalous　sort　of　woman；　at　that　rate。'
  'Yes。　　Like　the　British　Constitution；　she　owes　her　success　in
  practice　to　her　inconsistencies　in　principle。'
  'These　poems　must　have　set　her　up。　　She　appears　to　be　quite　the
  correct　spectacle。　　Happy　Mrs。　Petherwin！'
  The　subject　of　their　dialogue　was　engaged　in　a　conversation　with
  Mrs。　Belmaine　upon　the　management　of　householdsa　theme　provoked　by
  a　discussion　that　was　in　progress　in　the　pages　of　some　periodical　of
  the　time。　　Mrs。　Belmaine　was　very　full　of　the　argument；　and　went　on
  from　point　to　point　till　she　came　to　servants。
  The　face　of　Ethelberta　showed　caution　at　once。
  'I　consider　that　Lady　Plamby　pets　her　servants　by　far　too　much；'
  said　Mrs。　Belmaine。　　'O；　you　do　not　know　her？　　Well；　she　is　a　woman
  with　theories；　and　she　lends　her　maids　and　men　books　of　the　wrong
  kind　for　their　station；　and　sends　them　to　picture　exhibitions　which
  they　don't　in　the　least　understandall　for　the　improvement　of　their
  taste；　and　morals；　and　nobody　knows　what　besides。　　It　only　makes
  them　dissatisfied。'
  The　face　of　Ethelberta　showed　venturesomeness。　　'Yes；　and　dreadfully
  ambitious！'　she　said。
  'Yes；　indeed。　　What　a　turn　the　times　have　taken！　　People　of　that
  sort　push　on；　and　get　into　business；　and　get　great　warehouses；　until
  at　last；　without　ancestors；　or　family；　or　name；　or　estate'
  'Or　the　merest　scrap　of　heirloom　or　family　jewel。'
  'Or　heirlooms；　or　family　jewels；　they　are　thought　as　much　of　as　if
  their　forefathers　had　glided　unobtrusively　through　the　peerage'
  'Ever　since　the　first　edition。'
  'Yes。'　　Mrs。　Bel