Lord Riddell (with emotion). You are in excellent form to-day. Lucerne now has two lions—one of them free.
David (surprised). I free? (Sadly) You forget that Giolitti is coming.
Lord Riddell. But that is nothing to you. Try him with your Italian and he will soon go.
David. You are a true friend. You always hearten me.
Lord Riddell (with more emotion). But you are so wonderful, so wonderful! And now for to-day's amusements. Where shall we go? Up Mount Pilatus or to William Tell's Chapel?
David. There is something irresistible to a Welshman in the word chapel. Let us go there. And William Tell, was he not a patriot? Did he not defy the tyrant? I am sure that in his modest conventicle I can think of a thousand eloquent things. Let us go there.
Lord Riddell. My hero! my dauntless hero!
E.V.L.
"Even with a round of 73 in the morning Ray fell behind Vardon, who accomplished a remarkable round of 17 to lead the field."—Provincial Paper.