then it was in recollection of an old reproach of yours."

"At its justice?--well, no matter. He is one for whom I always felt a
lively interest. His very morbidity of temperament only increases my
anxiety for his future fate. I have received a letter from De Montaigne,
his brother-in-law, who seems seriously uneasy about Castruccio. He
wishes him to leave England at once, as the sole means of restoring his
broken fortunes. De Montaigne has the opportunity of procuring him a
diplomatic situation, which may not again occur--and--but you know the
man--what shall we do? I am sure he will not listen to me; he looks on
me as an interested rival for fame."

"Do you think I have any subtler eloquence?" said Cleveland. "No, I
am an author, too. Come, I think your ladyship must be the
arch-negotiator."

"He has genius, he has merit," said Maltravers, pleadingly; "he wants
nothing but time and experience to wean him from his foibles. _Will_ you
try to save him, Lady Florence?"

"Why? nay, I must not be obdurate; I will see him when I go to town. It
is like you, Mr. Maltravers, to feel this interest in one--"

"Who does not like me, you would say; but he will some day or other.
Besides, I owe him deep gratitude. In his weaker qualities I have seen
many which all literary men might incur, without strict watch over
themselves; and let me add, also, that his family have great claims on
me."

"You believe in the soundness of his heart, and in the integrity of his
honour?" said Cleveland, inquiringly.

"Indeed I do; these are, these must be, the redeeming qualities of
poets."

Maltravers spoke warmly; and such at that time was his influence over
Florence, that his words formed--alas, too fatally!--her estimate of
Castruccio's character, which had at first been high, but which his own
presumption had latterly shaken. She had seen him three or four times in
the interval between the receipt of his apologetic letter and her visit
to Cleveland, and he had seemed to her rather sullen than humbled. But
she felt for the vanity she herself had wounded.

"And now," continued Maltravers, "for my second subject of consultation.
But that is political; will it weary Lady Florence?"

"Oh, no; to politics I am never indifferent: they always inspire me with
contempt or admiration, according to the motives of those who bring the
science into action. Pray say on."

"Well," said Cleveland, "one confidant at a time; you will forgive me,
for I