I have often seen one of those girls, with her classically-turned head, bending over her work, who might have served as a model for 'a nymph, a naïad, or a grace.'"
"Do you remember," said Lady Mandeville, "the first fête after our arrival? Oh, Emily, it was matter for severe study! Their exquisite coquetry—each peasant had her lover, who was treated with that perfection of 'beautiful disdain' which does so much in a love affair. And then their dress—the fine plaited chemisette close round the throat—the long gold ear-rings, those indispensables of their toilette—the black velvet boddice, showing the figure to such advantage, laced with gold and coloured silks—the full petticoat—the apron trimmed with gay ribands; all put on so neatly, and with such a fine taste for harmony of colouring. I always think national costumes invented for the express advantage of travellers."
"I must own," replied Mr. Morland, "the pleasures of travelling seem to me quite ideal. I dislike having the routine of my existence disarranged—I dislike early rising—I dislike bad dinners—I dread damp beds—I like new books—I like society—I respect my cook, and love my arm-chair; so I will travel through
