XXXI.

She looked, and saw him pale, and turned as pale

Herself; then hastily looked down, and muttered

Something, but what's not stated in my tale.

Lord Henry said, his muffin was ill buttered;

The Duchess of Fitz-Fulke played with her veil,

And looked at Juan hard, but nothing uttered.

Aurora Raby with her large dark eyes

Surveyed him with a kind of calm surprise.