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"Tell me now in what hidden way is Lady Flora the lovely Roman? Where is Hipparchia, and where is Thais? Neither of them the fairer woman. Where is Echo beheld of no one, Only heard on river and mere? She whose beauty was more than human, But where are the snows of yester-year?"
"There is no reason why we should not go home now; are you ready?" cries Brown, bustling up to his friend, who has not waited for this question to make straight, as the needle to the pole, for the corner where the collected umbrellas stand in their little area of lake.
Burgoyne would probably have laughed at the unconscious irony of this inquiry if he had heard it; but he has not, his attention being otherwise directed. On the same umbrella quest as himself, being helped on with her mackintosh by on