when at home； a graceful figure in drawing…rooms。 I should like to hear her talk； to exchange thoughts with her。 She would give one a very good idea of the matron of old Rome who had her seat in the amphitheatre。 Many of those ladies； in private life； must have been bright and gracious； high…bred and full of agreeable sentiment； they talked of art and of letters； they could drop a tear over Lesbia's sparrow； at the same time； they were connoisseurs in torn windpipes； shattered spines and viscera rent open。 It is not likely that many of them would have cared to turn their own hands to butchery； and； for the matter of that； I must suppose that our Lion Huntress of the popular magazine is rather an exceptional dame； but no doubt she and the Roman ladies would get on very well together； finding only a few superficial differences。 The fact that her gory reminiscences are weled by an editor with the popular taste in view is perhaps more significant than appears either to editor or public。 Were this lady to write a novel （the chances are she will） it would have the true note of modern vigour。 Of course her style has been formed by her favourite reading； more than probably； her ways of thinking and feeling owe much to the same source。 If not so already； this will soon； I daresay； be the typical Englishwoman。 Certainly； there is 〃no nonsense about her。〃 Such women should breed a remarkable race。
I left the inn in rather a turbid humour。 Moving homeward by a new way； I presently found myself on the side of a little valley； in which lay a farm and an orchard。 The apple trees were in full bloom； and； as I stood gazing； the sun； which had all that day been niggard of its beams； burst forth gloriously。 For what I then saw； I have no words； I can but dream of the still loveline