![]() ![]() He was the best swordsman in the University and now he offered to give lessons in fencing and similar exercises, to such as chose to pay him well for the trouble. Yet he possessed accomplishments that could be turned to account although, hitherto, he had preferred living on his slender allowance, to increasing his means by what his pride considered unworthy of his rank. ![]() ![]() This he could effect only by furnishing and adorning his. And now that he knew by the skeleton, that she was affected by the things around her, he had a new object in life: he would turn the bare chamber in the mirror into a room such as no lady need disdain to call her own. The miser has his golden hoard the virtuoso his pet ring the student his rare book the poet his favourite haunt the lover his secret drawer but Cosmo had a mirror with a lovely lady in it. Most men have a secret treasure somewhere. Cosmo was now in a state of extravagant delight. Her slumber was so deep and absorbing that a fascinating repose seemed to pass contagiously from her to him as he gazed upon her and he started as if from a dream, when the lady moved, and, without opening her eyes, rose, and passed from the room with the gait of a somnambulist. Resolved not to lose sight of her this time, Cosmo watched the sleeping form. At length, however, drowsiness seemed to overtake her, and again she fell asleep. strange apparatus standing here and there in her room. ![]()
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