"I can hardly recognise the old Miss Bretherton at all.

Is it really not yet four months since your brother and I went to see her in the _White Lady_?
Why, you have bewitched her!" '"We have done something, I admit," I said; "but the power you see developed in her now was roused in her when months ago she first came in contact with the new world and the new ideal which you and Eustace represented to her." 'There, my dear Eustace, have I given you your due?
Oh, Miss Bretherton says so many kind things about you! I'll take especial pains to tell you some of them next time I write.' * * * * * WALLACE TO KENDAL.
'VENICE, _August_ 27.
'MY DEAR KENDAL--This has been a day of events which, I believe, will interest you as much as they did me.

I told Madame de Chateauvieux that I should write to you to-night, and my letter, she says, must do in place of one from her for a day or two.

We have been to Torcello to-day--your sister, M.de Chateauvieux, Miss Bretherton, and I.The expedition itself was delightful, but that I have no time to describe.

I only want to tell you what happened when we got to Torcello.
'But first, you will, of course, know from your sister's letters--she tells me she writes to you twice a week--how absorbed we have all been in the artistic progress of Miss Bretherton.