"Delighted I'm in time to be of any service, Miss Vernon," he said,
heartily; "afraid you are going to have rain.
"I am protected, Sir Tilton," she said, smilingly, and holding up her
arm in water-proof ulster.
"Many women, when they don the armour of protection, so ill become it,
that we are fain to see them unprotected; but you are born to wear
anything, and look so well we don't want any new fashion."
"Always allowing, Sir Tilton, for the natural changeableness of man,
which would assert itself in spite of a momentary wish."
"You could hold us at will," he said, picking up a rose that had
fallen from her bouquet; "may I?" and it is carefully put on his coat.
"Trust me, Sir Tilton," she said, gaily; "I have made your sex (loving
it, as I do) a study. Charles Reade was right; you are 'born to hunt
something;' it certainly is not the old, which is past, but the new;
yes, say what you will, an innate love of variety--even to our gown,"
she added, merrily, "is an inherent part of your nature."
"Vaura, come, or you will be left on the dock in the enforced
guardianship of Sir Tilton Everly," said Lady Esmondet.
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