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Show as possible to Lady Wyverne in the seductive .guise of change-giver. He was perpetually occupied in devising novelties to keep up her butterfly spirits and in anticipating her every whim. One spring, just as Sir Claude thought they were going at last to settle down in a pretty country place they had in Leicestershire, Lady Wyverne expressed a sudden wish to "run over" to Algiers. " Caroline Barchester and her bear have gone there, Crumpet," she said. "Let's go, too. I'll get an introduction to the ex-Queen of Madagascar and the Prince of Annam-they're in exile there, you know-and we'll have some fun and see something I'm tired of ordinary people. start on Tuesday. We'll stay in Paris en route." Of course Sir Claude assented. started for Algiers on the Tuesday, and they stayed in Paris en route. While they were in Paris they went, against Sir Claude's will, to visit a famous astrologer called Dr. Melie Etoile, about whom everybodyLady Wyverne's everybody- happened to be raving at that moment. Lady Wyverne went into this worthy's presence first, leaving her husbandlooking unusually English even for him-seated in the waiting-room, a small chamber all cane chairs, artificial flowers, and signs of the zodiac, heated by steam, and carefully shrouded, at the tiny wmdows, by bead blinds. After perhaps half an hour Lady Wyverne came out in fl state of violent excitement. "He's extraordinary!" claimed. "He's a gemus! bearded thing like a mouse, who- . Go in, Crumpet!" |
