34/37 Look here again, there's a golden cup! I bought that of one that was out with Pizarro in Peru. And look here, again!"-- and the old man gloated over the treasure. For your wedding-day, if you'd been minded, sir! Yes, yours, sir! And yet, I believe, I was so ambitious that I would not have let her marry under an earl, all the while I was pretending to be too proud to throw her at the head of a squire's son. I made her mad, I pampered her up with gewgaws and vanity; and then, because my idol was just what I had made her, I turned again and rent her. |