19/22 She had the manners of a courtier. It seemed, too, that she had no complaint to make of Mr. Count Otto laid his hand upon the bridle and led the mare with her rider along a lane through a thicket of trees and to a small gate. "No doubt to-morrow I shall sit down at my table, knowing that I talked a deal of folly ill befitting an old man. No doubt I shall be aware that my books are the true happiness after all. |