With the note of an old commentator: 'This will enlighten those who doubt if the Vestals wore their hair.' 'I infer,' said the doctor, 'that I have doubted in good company; but it is clear that the Vestals did wear their hair of second growth. 1 The woollen wreath, by Vesta's inmost shrine, Fell from my hair before the fire divine. 2 With hair dishevelled wept the vestal train. But if it was wrapped up in wool, it might as well not have been there. The _vitta_ was at once the symbol and the talisman of chastity. Shall I recommend my young friend to wrap up the heads of his Vestals in a _vitta?_ It would be safer for all parties. But I cannot imagine a piece of advice for which the giver would receive less thanks. And I had rather see them as they are. So I shall let well alone.' CHAPTER V THE SEVEN SISTERS (Greek passage.) Euripides: Alcestis. Rejoice thy spirit: drink: the passing day Esteem thine own, and all beyond as Fortune's. The doctor was not long without remembering his promise to revisit his new acquaintance, and, purposing to remain till the next morning, he set out later in the day. The weather was intensely hot: he walked slowly, and paused more frequently than usual, to rest under the shade of trees. He was shown into the drawing-room, where he was shortly joined by Mr. Falconer, and very cordially welcomed. The two friends dined together in the lower room of the tower. The dinner and wine were greatly to the doctor's mind. In due time they adjourned to the drawing-room, and the two young handmaids who had waited at dinner attended with coffee and tea. The doctor then said--'You are well provided with musical instruments. Do you play?' _Mr. Falconer._ No. I have profited by the observation of Doctor Johnson: 'Sir, once on a time I took to fiddling; but I found that to fiddle well I must fiddle all my life, and I thought I could do something better.' _The Rev. Dr. Opimian._ Then, I presume, these are pieces of ornamental furniture, for the use of occasional visitors? _Mr. Falconer._ Not exactly. My maids play on them, and sing to them. _The Rev. Dr. Opimian._ Your maids! _Mr. Falconer._ Even so. They have been thoroughly well educated, and are all accomplished musicians. _The Rev. Dr. Opimian._ And at what time do they usually play on them? _Mr. Falconer._ Every evening about this time, when I am alone. _The Rev. Dr. Opimian._ And why not when you have company? _Mr. Falconer._ La Morgue aristocratique, which pervades all society, would not tolerate such a proceeding on the part of young women, of whom some had superintended the preparation of the dinner, and others attended on it. It would not have been incongruous in the Homeric age. _The Rev. Dr. Opimian._ Then I hope you will allow it to be not incongruous this evening, Homer being the original vinculum between you and me. _Mr. Falconer._ Would you like to hear them?