Smile
not, however, I venture to repeat, at this simple young woman from
Albany who debated whether she should accept an English peer before he
had offered himself and who was disposed to believe that on the
whole she could do better. She was a person of great good faith, and
if there was a great deal of folly in her wisdom those who judge her
severely may have the satisfaction of finding that, later, she
became consistently wise only at the cost of an amount of folly
which will constitute almost a direct appeal to charity.
Lord Warburton seemed quite ready to walk, to sit or to do
anything that Isabel should propose, and he gave her this assurance
with his usual air of being particularly pleased to exercise a
social virtue. But he was, nevertheless, not in command of his
emotions, and as he strolled beside her for a moment, in silence,
looking at her without letting her know it, there was something
embarrassed in his glance and his misdirected laughter. Yes,
assuredly- as we have touched on the point, we may return to it for
a moment again- the English are the most romantic people in the
world and Lord Warburton was about to give an example of it.
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