“I heard you laughing with Maurice.”
“Yes; he is quite gay to-day. He has found a model for his statue of Endymion.”
“Some village bumpkin?”
“No, a Greek gentleman.”
“A Greek! and pray what is a Greek doing down here?”
Crispin shrugged his shoulders.
“I’m sure I don’t know. You will see him to-night, so don’t fall in love with him.”
“Why should I?”
“He is very handsome.”
“I don’t care for handsome men, they are so conceited.”