acknowledged that she derived a benefit from his robust antagonism of opinion.
And Italy had grown tasteless to her. She could hardly simulate sufficient
curiosity to serve for a vacant echo to Mr. Austin's historic ardour. Pliny the
Younger might indeed be the model of a gentleman of old Rome; there might be a
scholarly pleasure in calculating, as Mr. Austin did, the length of time it took
Pliny to journey from the city to his paternal farm, or villa overlooking the
lake, or villa overlooking the bay, and some abstruse fun in the tender ridicule
of his readings of his poems to friends; for Mr. Austin smiled effusively in
alluding to the illustrious Roman pleader's foible of verse: but Pliny bore no
resemblance to that island barbarian Nevil Beauchamp: she could not realize the
friend of Trajan, orator, lawyer, student, statesman, benefactor of his kind,
and model of her own modern English gentleman, though he was. »Yes!« she would
reply encouragingly to Seymour Austin's fond brooding hum about his hero; and
»Yes!« conclusively: like an incarnation of stupidity dealing in monosyllables.
She was unworthy of the society of a scholar. Nor could she kneel at the feet of
her especial heroes: Dante, Raphael, Buonarotti: she was unworthy of them. She
longed to be at Mount Laurels. Mr. Tuckham's conversation was the nearest
approach to it - as it were round by Greenland; but it was homeward.
    She was really grieved to lose him. Business called him to England.
    »What business can it be, papa?« she inquired: and the colonel replied
briefly: »Ours.«
    Mr. Austin now devoted much of his time to the instruction of her in the
ancient life of the Eternal City. He had certain volumes of Livy, Niebuhr, and
Gibbon, from which he read her extracts at night, shunning the scepticism and
the irony of the moderns, so that there should be no jar on the awakening
interest of his fair pupil and patient. A gentle cross-hauling ensued between
them, that they grew conscious of and laughed over during their peregrinations
in and out of Rome: she pulled for the Republic of the Scipios; his
predilections were toward the Rome of the wise and clement emperors. To
Cecilia's mind Rome rocked at a period so closely neighbouring her decay: to
him, with an imagination brooding on the fuller knowledge of it, the city
breathed securely, the sky was clear; jurisprudence, rhetoric, statesmanship,
then flourished supreme, and men eminent for culture: