Chapter 9: IX

IX The New Sport “ ‘Sire,’ I replied, ‘joys prove cloudlets, Men are the merest Ixions.’ Here the King whistled aloud, ‘Let’s, Heigho, go look at our lions!’ Such are the sorrowful chances If you talk fine to King Francis.” R. Browning The day after Rachel’s adventure with Don a card came into the drawing-room, and therewith a message that the gentleman had availed himself of Mrs. Curtis’s kind permission, and was sketching the Spinster’s Needles,…