To which Mauger answered “Rot!” and offered me his cigarette-case. After the first few silent whiffs, he went on as follows: “The innate poetry of Woman! Confess now, there is no more unpoetic creature under the sun. Offer her the sublimest poetry ever written and the _Daily Telegraph’s_ latest article on fashions, or a good sound murder or reliable divorce, and there’s no betting on her choice, for it’s a dead certainty. Many men have a love of poetry, but I’m inclined to think that a hundred women out of ninety-nine positively dislike it.” Which struck me as true. “We’ll drop the poetry, then,” I answered; “but my point remains, that if the girl of to-day has no superstitions, the girl of to-morrow will have no beliefs. Teach her to sit down thirteen to table, to spill the salt, and walk under a ladder with equanimity, and you open the door for Spencer and Huxley, and--and all the rest of it,” said I, coming to an impotent conclusion. “Oh, if superstition were the salvation of woman--but you are thinking of young ladies in London, I suppose? Here, in the Islands, I can show you as much superstition as you please. I’m not sure that the country-people in their heart of hearts don’t still worship the old gods of the _pouquelayes_. You would not, of course, find any one to own up to it, or to betray the least glimmer of an idea as to your meaning, were you to question him, for ours is a shrewd folk, wearing their orthodoxy bravely; but possibly the old beliefs are cherished with the more ardour for not being openly avowed. Now you like bits of actuality. I’ll give you one, and a proof, too, that the modern maiden is still separated by many a fathom of salt sea-water from these fortunate isles. “Some time ago, on a market morning, a girl came into the shop, and asked for some blood from a dragon. ‘Some what?’ said I, not catching her words. ‘Well, just a little blood from a dragon,’ she answered very tremulously, and blushing. She meant of course, ‘dragon’s blood,’ a resinous powder, formerly much used in medicine, though out of fashion now.