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4 peach from which with a languid air he withdrew his lips to make this inquiry of the gentleman with the cane.

"Yes; why were not you there?"

"I never go anywhere," replied the melancholy Cupid, "everything bores me so."

"Well, will you go to Epsom with us to-morrow, Alfred?” said Lord Fitzheron. "I take Berners and Charles Egremont, and with you our party will be perfect."

"I feel so cursed blasé!" exclaimed the boy in a tone of elegant anguish.

"It will give you a fillip, Alfred," said Mr. Berners; "do you all the good in the world."

"Nothing can do me good," said Alfred, throwing away his almost untasted peach, "I should be quite content if anything could do me harm. Waiter, bring me a tumbler of Badminton."

"And bring me one too," sighed out Lord Eugene De Vere, who was a year older than Alfred Mountchesney, his companion and brother in listlessness. Both had exhausted life in their teens, and all that remained for them