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years it has held the richest collection--oh, just wait and see! it is
better than the church itself. My dear, the riches of its treasures are
incalculable. Fancy, a mitre, a bishop's mitre, you know, so heavy with
precious stones that the good man cannot bear it on his head but a few
minutes; over three thousand pearls and precious stones in it; and the
work, oh, the work of it is wonderful! just in the finest
Renaissance"----

"We have just come from the Green vaults at Dresden," put in Mrs.
Copley. "I suppose that goes ahead of everything else."

"Oh, my dear, I don't know; I don't see how anything can be superior to
the show here. Is Mr. St. Leger fond of art?"

"Fonder of nature," Mr. St. Leger confesses with a bow.

"Nature,--well, come to see us at Naples. We have got a villa not far
from there--you'll _all_ come and stay with us. Oh, we cannot let you
off; it is such a thing to meet with one's own people from home. You
will certainly want to see us, and we shall want to see you. Venice, oh
yes, after you have seen Venice, and then we shall be at home again; we
just set off on this journey to use up the time until the 'Red Chief'
could come to Naples. We are going back soon, and we'll be all ready to
welcome you. And Mr. St. Leger, of course. Mr. St. Leger, I could tell
you a great deal about your father. He and I flirted dreadfully once;
and, you know, if flirting is _properly_ carried on, one always has a
little sneaking kindness for the people one has flirted with."

"No more than that?" said St. Leger with a polite smile.

"Why, what would you have? after one has grown old, you know. You would
not have me in love with him! Here is my husband and my daughter. Don't
you have a kindness for the people you flirt with?"

"I must not say anything against flirting, in the present company"----
Lawrence began.

"No, of course you mustn't. We all flirt, at a certain age. How are
young people to get acquainted with one another and find out what they
would like? You never buy cheese without tasting it, you know, not in
England. Just as well call things by their right names. I don't think
anybody ought to deny flirting; it's nature; we must do it. Christina
flirts, I know, in the most innocent way, with everybody; not as I did;
she has her own style; and your daughter does it too, Mrs. Copley. I
can see it in her eyes. Ah me, I wish I was young again! And what a
place to flirt in such an old church is!"

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