The old festivities shall be begun.)—
“To-day at dinner there will only be,”
Said Toogood, “Arnold, you—my dear, and me:
But, dearest girl, I have a word to say—
You know that Arnold thinks of going away
A fortnight hence for just a year or two,
For—as he says—the benefit of you,—
Yes, dearest Jane,—the benefit of you!—
He’s going, he tells me, to the far-off East—
To Rome, Vienna, Berlin, and Trieste.