Chapter 38 No.38

While I, thy dearest, sat apart,

And felt thy triumphs were as mine,

And lov'd them more than they were thine.

TENNYSON.

That was a week of weeks; the most memorable week in Ethel's life, spent in indefatigable sight-seeing. College Chapels, Bodleian Library, Taylor Gallery, the Museum, all were thoroughly studied, and, if Flora had not