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Judd was a good scholar, and the word is legitimately compounded, like ensphere and imparadise; but he did not invent it. Dante uses the word: "Perfetta vita ed alto merto inciela Donna piu su." LADIES' TRESSES. "The popular name, in the Southern States, for an herb," etc. In the Northern States also. Sometimes Ladies' Traces. LIEFER. "A colloquialism, also used in England."

The discovery of his infidelity which she made by accident destroyed such remnants of self-satisfaction as her life might yet possess. She broke down utterly and sobbed and cried in Perfetta's arms. Perfetta was kind and even sympathetic, but cautioned her on no account to speak to Gino, who would be furious if he was suspected.

Perfetta was heard coming up from the kitchen. It seemed to wake him up, and he turned away and went to his room without a word. "What has happened?" cried Lilia, nearly fainting. "He is ill ill." Perfetta looked suspicious when she heard the account. "What did you say to him?" She crossed herself. "Hardly anything," said Lilia and crossed herself also.

He drank the milk, and then, either by accident or in some spasm of pain, broke the jug to pieces. Perfetta exclaimed in bewilderment. "It does not matter," he told her. "It does not matter. It will never be wanted any more." "He will have to marry her," said Philip. "I heard from him this morning, just as we left Milan. He finds he has gone too far to back out. It would be expensive.

"You meant that we could not always be together yet, he and I. You are right. What is to be done? I cannot afford a nurse, and Perfetta is too rough. When he was ill I dare not let her touch him. When he has to be washed, which happens now and then, who does it? I. I feed him, or settle what he shall have. I sleep with him and comfort him when he is unhappy in the night.

She had brought it "to hack about in" at Sawston, and had taken it to Italy because "in Italy anything does." He had rebuked her for the sentiment. "Beautiful as an angel!" bellowed Perfetta, holding out something which must be Lilia's baby. "But who am I addressing?" "Thank you here is my card." He had written on it a civil request to Gino for an interview next morning.

Perfetta screamed for she told him everything all she knew and all she thought. He stood with open mouth, all the anger gone out of him, feeling ashamed, and an utter fool. He was fairly and rightfully cornered. When had a husband so given himself away before? She finished; and he was dumb, for she had spoken truly.

"And you'd better mend your manners," she continued, "for you'd find it awkward if I stopped drawing cheques." She was no reader of character, but she quickly became alarmed. As she said to Perfetta afterwards, "None of his clothes seemed to fit too big in one place, too small in another."

But before he placed it in the basket and revealed his identity, he wished to find something out. "Has a young lady happened to call here lately a young English lady?" Perfetta begged his pardon: she was a little deaf. "A young lady pale, large, tall." She did not quite catch. "Perfetta is deaf when she chooses," said the Dogana's relative. At last Philip admitted the peculiarity and strode away.

He quoted Dante: "Quanto la cosa è più perfetta, più senta il bene, e così la doglienza." "I don't wish to prove that I'm high up in the scale by suffering," she said. "Do you?" "Ought not the artist to be ready for every experience?" he answered. And she thought she detected in his voice a creeping of irony.