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Chrysophrasia resolved at once to throw a bomb into the camp, and to enjoy the effect of the explosion. Cutter's position was more delicate. He was very fond of John, and was, moreover, his guest. It was not his business to criticise what occurred in the house. He was profoundly interested in Madame Patoff, but he did not like Paul.

"What do the women do all day long?" asked Chrysophrasia. "I am sure they do not pass their time upon a straw matting, staring at each other, so very dreary!" "Nevertheless they do," said Gregorios. "They smoke and eat sweetmeats from morning till night, and occasionally an old woman comes and tells them stories. Some of them can read French.

The members of the party sat in a group on the edge of the well, and I took the helm. Chrysophrasia was in a particularly Oriental frame of mind. The deep blue sky, the emerald green of the hills, and the cool clear water rippling under the breeze, no doubt acted soothingly upon her nerves. "I feel quite like Sindbad the Sailor," she said. "Mr.

A dozen Mohammedans, Greeks, and Jews sprang out to conduct the visitors whither they would, or, more probably, whither they would not. But Paul, who knew his way about very well, fought them off. One only would not be repulsed, and Chrysophrasia took his part. "Let him come, pray let him come, Paul. He has such beautiful eyes, such soft, languishing eyes, so sweetly like those of a gazelle."

We wandered about below, and some of us climbed up to see the beautiful view, which extends far down the Bosphorus on the one side, and looks over the broad Black Sea on the other. Madame Patoff still leaned on Paul's arm, while the professor gallantly helped the languid Chrysophrasia to reach the most accessible places.

"Your carnal love of food always shocks me, John," murmured Chrysophrasia. "But I dare say there is a good deal that is Oriental on the other side. There, I am sure, we should be sitting on very precious carpets, and eating sweetmeats with golden spoons, while some fair young Circassian slave sang wild melodies and played upon a rare old inlaid lute." "Yes," I answered.

Anything you propose I am sure" ejaculated Cutter, apparently waking from an absorbing meditation upon his thumb-nail, and perhaps upon thumb-nails in general. "You see how kind he is!" murmured Chrysophrasia, as she got into the carriage. "To the bazaar, Paul. Could you tell the driver?" Paul could and did. Ten minutes later the carriage stopped at the gate of the bazaar.

The Czar would not think of acting against the established law, even though in theory he might." "The Turks must have laws, too," objected Madame Patoff. "I don't know," said Chrysophrasia. "I already feel a delicious sensation, as though I might be strangled with a bow-string at any moment and dropped into the Bosphorus." John Carvel looked very grave.

The place was formerly fortified, and the tower has now been applied to the use of the fire brigade. Much interest is attached" How long Macaulay would have continued his lecture on Galata Tower is uncertain. Chrysophrasia interrupted him in disgust. "A fire brigade!" she exclaimed. "We might as well be in America at once. Really, John, this is a terrible disappointment. A fire brigade!

"I am inclined to think, on reflection, that I would have postponed my visit, after all, for the sake of having my cousin for a guide." "Ah, how gracefully these wild northern men can turn a phrase!" whispered Chrysophrasia in my ear, "so strong and yet so tender!"