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431 THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY. 431 were too much as if he could only take a small part. The part he had chosen was the _ hotel-system, and the river-navigation. He seemed really fascinated with the hotels ; he had a photograph of every one he had visited. But the river-steamers were his principal interest ; he wanted to do nothing but sail on the big boats. They had travelled together from New York to Milwaukee, stopping at the most interesting cities on the route ; and when- ever they started afresh he had wanted to know if they could go by the steamer, He seemed to have no idea of geography had an impression that Baltimore was a western city, and was perpetually expecting to arrive at the Mississippi. He appeared never to have heard of any river in America but the Mississippi, and was unprepared to recognise the existence of the Hudson, though he was obliged to confess at last that it was fully equal to the Rhine. They had spent some pleasant hours in the palace-cars ; he was always ordering ice-cream from the coloured man. He could never get used to that idea that you could get ice-cream in the cars. Of course you couldn't, nor fans, nor candy, nor anything in' the English cars ! He found the heat quite overwhelming, and she had told him that she expected it was the greatest he had ever experienced. He was now in England, hunting " hunting round," Henrietta called it. These amusements were those -of the American red men ; we had left that behind long ago, the pleasures of the chase. It seemed to be generally believed in England that we wore tomahawks and feathers ; but such a costume was more in keeping with English habits. Mr. Bantling would not have time to join her in Italy, but when she should go to Paris again he expected to come over. He wanted very much to see Versailles again ; he was very fond of the ancient regime. They didn't agree about that, but that was what she liked Versailles for, that you could see the ancient regime had been swept away. There were no dukes and mar- quises there now ; on the contrary, she remembered one day. when there were five America'n families, all walking round. Mr. Bantling was very anxious that she should take up the subject of England again, and he thought she might get on better with it now ; England had changed a good deal within two or three years. He was determined that if she went there he should go to see his sister, Lady Pensil, and that this time the invitation should come to her straight. The mystery of that other one had never been explained. Caspar Goodwood came at last to the Palazzo Roccanera; he had written Isabel a note beforehand, to ask leave. This was