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HIS GRACE. 97 enough, that sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof. The chief evi. of those days, from Hurstbourne’s point of view, was that they were non-hunting days. It was not, to be sure, actually freezing ; but the frost had gone deep into the ground, meets were. not yet adver- tised, and there were many signs that the partial thaw which had set in was not going to last long. One night the wind veered to the east of north, the next morning we woke to find our windows coated with ice ; and then there was nothing left for a poor fox-hunter to do but to curse the climate of his native land and inquire disconsolately what had become of his skates. ‘““His Grace,” said Lady Charles to me, with her comical little air of condescension, “is wonderfully good at accommodating himself to circumstances. You may imagine how tedious it must be to him to goon living in this humdrum way, removed from all his friends and all his amusements; but he never grum- bles, as other men would; and whatever his feelings may be, he contrives to hide them.” In common justice to him, it must be admitted that he hid them very well indeed. Any uninformed person would have supposed that he was enjoying himself im- mensely, notwithstanding the severe shakings which he received from his daily falls upon the ice, and when his mother disinterestedly proposed that they should run up to London for a week and see the new plays, he looked quite dismayed. ‘ London in an east wind ! ” he exclaimed, in a tone of pained remonstrance: “ oh, I don’t think that would be good enough—I don’t really! Why, there would be such dense fogs that we shouldn’t be able to stir out of doors all day long; and as for the plays, they’re 7 Gomicboo cS (E(o)