Chapter 36 SIR HUGH'S REPENTANCE.

And by comparison I see

The majesty of matron grace,

And learn how pure, how fair can be

My own wife's face:

Pure with all faithful passion, fair

With tender smiles that come and go,

And comforting as April air

After the snow.

Jean Ingelow.

Sir Hugh began to wish that he had never gone to Egypt, or that he had gone with a