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Then all over me there rushed a mad worship for my little love Her

splendid unselfishness, her noble self-sacrifice, her dignity, her

serenity I could have kissed the ground under her feet

Ito the Embassy, and then to

Versailles to Colonel Harcourt--would he not dine with ed but he would lunch the next day Then when the long

evening was in front of me alone--I could hardly bear it And, driven to

desperation at last, when Burton was undressingof the Hartlefords, Burton--Bulteel is the

family name?"

"Can't say as I did personally, Sir Nicholas," he answered, "but of

course, when I was a young boy taking my first fourth-footman's place,

before I came to your father, Sir Guy, at Her Grace of Wiltshire's, I

could not help hearing of the scandal about the cheating at cards The

whole nobility and gentry was put to about it, and nothing else was

talked of at dinner"

"Try and tell me what you remember of the story"

So Burton held forth in his oay for a quarter of an hour There had

been no possible doubt of the crime, it was the week after the Derby,

and Bulteel had lost heavily it was said He was caught red-handed and

got off abroad that night, and the matter would have been hushed up

probably but for the added sensation of Lady Hilda's elope was the thrill of the