Mentone, Cairo and Corfu . was of nearlythe same age in years, and of fully the same age inwomanhood, and it seemed as if she could not removeher fascinated gaze from the fair white stranger. In-ness and Verney both tried to attract her attention ;but the boy gathered up the coins they dropped, andthe girl gazed on. As the Professor was tired, and didnot care for music, we drove onward; but, as far as wecould see, the Italian girl still stood in the centre of theroad, gazing after the carriages. What do you suppose is in her mind ? I Hardly, said Verney. To her, probably, MissTresco
Mentone, Cairo and Corfu . was of nearlythe same age in years, and of fully the same age inwomanhood, and it seemed as if she could not removeher fascinated gaze from the fair white stranger. In-ness and Verney both tried to attract her attention ;but the boy gathered up the coins they dropped, andthe girl gazed on. As the Professor was tired, and didnot care for music, we drove onward; but, as far as wecould see, the Italian girl still stood in the centre of theroad, gazing after the carriages. What do you suppose is in her mind ? I Hardly, said Verney. To her, probably, MissTrescott is like a being from another world—a saintor Madonna. Ah, Mr. Verney, what exaggerated comparisons!said Miss Elaine, in soft reproach. Besides, it isirreligious, and you promised me you would not be irre-ligious. Verney looked somewhat aghast at this revelation, ofcourse overheard by Mrs. Clary and myself. It wasrather hard upon him to have his misdeeds brought upin this way — the little sentimental speeches he had. I i&« 123 made to Miss Elaine in the remote past—, beforeJanet arrived. But lie was obliged to bear it. I suppose, said Inness, one morning, that youare not all going away from Mentone without even see-ing Mon—Monaco ? It can be seen from Turbia, answered the Profess-or, grimly. And that view is near enough. Inness made a grimace, and the subject was it ended in our seeing Turbia from Monaco, and notMonaco from Turbia. There is no use in fighting against it, said , shrugging her shoulders. You will have to goonce. Every one does. There is a fate that drivesyou. And the joke is, said Baker, in high glee, thatthe Professor is going too. It seems that the viewfrom Turbia was not near enough for him, after all. I am not surprised, said Mrs. Clary. I thoughthe would go: they all do. I have seen English deans,Swiss pastors, and American Presbyterian ministerslooking on in the gambling-rooms, under the principle,I suppose, of knowing so
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