It had ever, as I told the reader, been one of the singular blessings of my life, to be almost every hour of it miserably in love with some one....
I could wish to spy the nakedness of their hearts, and through the different disguises of customs, climates, and religion, find out what is good in them, to fashion my own by. It is for this reason that I have not seen the Palais Royal - nor the faca...
