_Egerton._--"With effect, I suppose, for I have been loudly cheered, which does not always happen to me." _Harley._--"And that gave you pleasure?" _Egerton_, (after a moment's thought.)--"No, not the least." _Harley._--"What, then, attaches you so much to this life--constant drudgery, constant warfare--the more pleasurable faculties dormant, all the harsher ones aroused, if even its rewards (and I take the best of those to be applause) do not please you?" _Egerton._--"What?--custom." _Harley._--"Martyr!" _Egerton._--"You say it. But turn to yourself; you have decided, then, to leave England next week." _Harley_, (moodily.)--"Yes. This life in a capital, where all are so active, myself so objectless, preys on me like a low fever. Nothing here amuses me, nothing interests, nothing comforts and consoles. But I am resolved, before it be too late, to make one great struggle out of the Past, and into the natural world of men. In a word, I have resolved to marry." _Egerton._--"Whom?" _Harley_, (seriously.)--"Upon my life, my dear fellow, you are a great philosopher. You have hit the exact question. You see I cannot marry a dream; and where out of dreams, shall I find this 'whom?'" _Egerton._--"You do not search for her." _Harley._--"Do we ever search for love? Does it not flash upon us when we least expect it? Is it not like the inspiration to the muse? What poet sits down and says, 'I will write a poem?' What man looks out and says, 'I will fall in love.' No! Happiness, as the great German tells us, 'falls suddenly from the bosom of the gods;' so does love." _Egerton._--"You remember the old line in Horace: 'Life's tide flows away, while the boor sits on the margin and waits for the ford.'" _Harley._--"An idea which incidentally dropped from you some weeks ago, and which I had before half meditated, has since haunted me. If I could but find some child with sweet dispositions and fair intellect not yet formed, and train her up, according to my ideal. I am still young enough to wait a few years, and meanwhile I shall have gained what I so sadly want--an object in life." _Egerton._--"You are ever the child of romance. But what"-- Here the minister was interrupted by a messenger from the House of Commons, whom Audley had instructed to seek him on the bridge should his presence be required-- "Sir, the opposition are taking advantage of the thinness of the House to call for a division, Mr. ---- is put up to speak for time, but they won't hear him." Egerton turned hastily to Lord L'Estrange, "You see you must excuse me now. To-morrow I must go to Windsor for two days; but we shall meet on my return." "It does not matter,"' answered Harley; "I stand out of the pale of your advice, O practical man of sense. And if," added Harley with affectionate and mournful sweetness--"If I worry you with complaints which you cannot understand, it is only because of old school-boy habits. I can have no trouble that I do not confide in you."