“If I were only in a condition to seek the lady’s love—”
“Humph! What would you do, then?”
“Lose no time in suing for it.”
“The demon you wouldn’t! That is extremely cool, upon my sacred word and honour!”
“Such glorious black eyes!”
“They are not black, mine honest friend, but blue—celestial blue.”
“Blue, are they? I thought they were black; but, in truth, one cannot follow their quickly-changing light and shade to find the hue, they scintillate and flash so.”
“Scintillate and flash! Why, they are calm and steady as stars. What the deuce are her eyes to you?”
“And then her magnificent black hair!”
“Black! you are mad! Hers is bronze in the shade, and golden in the sunlight. D——l fly away with you!” the latter clause under his breath.