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O’Connell will tell you Nicholas, or Espartero. An Irish Whig member will reply, Dan himself. An attaché at an embassy would say, Lord Palmerston, “’Tis Cupid ever makes us slaves!” A French deputé of the Thiers party will swear it is Louis Philippe. Count D’Orsay will say, his tailor.
"The one't leaves at noon." "Why that train goes in just five minutes. You couldn't catch that train now, my little cupid, if you should spread your wings and fly to the station." It was not the bar-tender who spoke this time; it was a young man who had left his chair by the stove and had come up closer to get a better look at the boy. He was just slipping a silver watch back into his vest pocket.
After the first burst was over, he felt rather glad, on the whole, that he was going back to plain clothes, helpful school, and kindly people, who cared more to have him a good boy than the most famous Cupid that ever stood on one leg with a fast horse under him. "You may make as much noise as you like, now; Lita's had her run and will be as quiet as a lamb after it.
Miguel envied him, but cupidity outgeneraled Cupid, and presently the conversation flagged, until a convenient recollection of Victor's that himself and comrade were due at the Posada del Toros at 10 o'clock gave them the opportunity to retire. But not without a chance shot from Carmen. "Tell to me," she said, half to Victor and half to Miguel, "what has chanced with Concho?
"All very well, gentlemen; but you will remember that neither Miss Wallace, nor I, shoot." "Except with the arrows of Cupid," answered Bulstrode, gaily; "with these you do so much execution between you," emphasizing the words, so as to make me look foolish, for I sat between them, "that you ought to be condemned to hear nothing but fowling conversation for the next year."
Tom made a grimace equal to what Ethel could do in that way, thrust his hands deep into his pockets, and philosophically observed, 'Behold the effects of patronage! Blind Cupid is nothing to him.
"Who knows?" answered Mary, and set her lips in a determined fashion of her own. "Stranger things have happened." Cupid, less enamoured of continual discipline, intended to be a writer. "My cousin says I've got the stuff in me. And he's a journalist and ought to know." "I should rather think he ought." "Well, I mean to have a shot at it." "And you, Laura?" M. P. asked suavely. "Me?
God bless her! she has n't much to give; but her eye glistens when she gives it, and that is all Heaven asks. That was the first time I noticed these young people together, and I am sure they behaved with the most charming propriety, in fact, there was one of our silent lady-boarders with them, whose eyes would have kept Cupid and Psyche to their good behavior.
The mild mistress of the Locusts suffered the exuberance of the housekeeper's feelings to expend itself, and then, by one or two judicious questions, that denoted a more intimate knowledge of the windings of the human heart in matters of Cupid than might fairly be supposed to belong to a spinster, she extracted enough from Katy to discover the improbability of Harvey's ever presuming to offer himself, with his broken fortunes, to the acceptance of Katharine Haynes.
"Well, if you are alone, I may go to your mother," said he, with a careless laugh. "It is likely your mother has fainted; and as I am learned in these feminine swoons, it is very possible I may call her back to life. Show the way, little Cupid, and lead me to your mother, the fainting Venus." And laughing, he followed the astonished boy into the back room.
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