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260 260 THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY. theatres looked about the large, bare, ill-lighted house. An act had just terminated, and he was at liberty to pursue his quest. After scanning two or three tiers of boxes, he perceived in one of the largest of these receptacles a lady whom he easily recognised. Miss Archer was seated facing the stage, and partly- screened by the curtain of the box; and beside her, leaning back in his chair, was Mr. Gilbert Osmond. They appeared to have the place to themselves, and Warburton supposed that their companions had taken advantage of the entracte to enjoy the relative coolness of the lobby. He stood a while watching the interesting pair in the box, and asking himself whether he should go up and interrupt their harmonious colloquy. At last it became apparent that Isabel had seen him, and this accident determined him. He took his way to the upper regions, and on the staircase he met Ealph Touchett, slowly descending, with his hat in the attitude of ennui and his hands where they usually were. " I saw you below a moment since, and was going down to you. 1 feel lonely and want company," Ralph remarked. " You have some that is very good that you have deserted." "Do you mean my cousin? Oh, she has got a visitor and doesn't want me. Then Miss Stackpole and Bantling have gone out to a cafe to eat an ice Miss Stackpole delights in an ice. I didn't think they wanted me either. The opera is very bad ; the women look like laundresses and sing like peacocks. I feel very low." " You had better go home," Lord Warburton said, without affectation. "And leave my young lady in this sad place 1 ? Ah no, I must watch over her." " She seems to have plenty of friends." " Yes, that's why I must watch," said Ralph, with the same low-voiced mock-melancholy. " If she doesn't want you, it's probable she doesn't want me." " No, you are different. Go to the box and stay there while I walk about." Lord Warburton went to the box, where he received a very gracious welcome from the more attractive of its occupants. He exchanged greetings with Mr. Osmond, to whom he had been introduced the day before, and who, after he came in, sat very quietly, scarcely mingling in the somewhat disjointed talk in which Lord Warburton engaged with Isabel. It seemed to the latter gentleman that Miss Archer looked very pretty ; he even thought she looked excited ; as she was, however, at all timed