nces, "worshipped a hidle" in the shape of the turning
bust of a beautiful creature in his own shop-window. The book is a book
to put a man in a good temper--and to keep him in one--for which reason
it affords an excellent colophon to a chapter.[454]

FOOTNOTES:

[407] The technical-scholastic being "things born _with_ a man."

[408] By some curious mistake, his birth used for a long time to be
ante-dated ten years from 1822 to 1812. At the risk of annoying my
readers by repeating such references, I should perhaps mention that
there is an essay on Feuillet in the book already cited.

[409] I give Delilah (for whom Milton's excessive rudeness naturally
inspires a sort of partisanship) the benefit of a notion that her action
was, partly if not mainly, due to unbearable curiosity. How many women
are there who could resist the double temptation of seeing whether the
secret _did_ lie in the hair, and if so, of possessing complete
mistress-ship of their lovers? Some perhaps: but many?

[410] _V. sup._ Vol. I. pp. 420-1.

[411] It may be worth while to remind the reader that Maupassant
included this in his selection of remarkable novels of all modern times
and languages.

[412] How sad it is to think that a specific reference to that
all-but-masterpiece, as a picture of earlier _fin-de-siecle_ society,
Miss Edgeworth's _Belinda_, may perhaps be necessary to escape the
damning charge of unexplained allusion!

[413]

"Where'er I came I brought _calamity_."

When I read the foolish things that foolish people still write about
Tennyson, I like to repeat to myself that "lonely word" in its immediate
context.

[414] If you can "take arms against a sea" you can, I suppose, make head
against a sewer.

[415] His brother Ernest was a novelist of merit sufficient to make it
not unnatural that he should--as, unless my memory plays me tricks, he
did--resent being whelmed in the fraternal reputation. But he does not
require much notice here.

[416] I do not call Flaubert "his fellow," or the fellow of any one
noticed in this chapter, for which reason I kept him out of it.

[417] It must be remembered that it was long before even 1870. I suppose
some one, in the mass of war-literature, must have dealt with "The Ideal
German in European Literature between 1815 and 1864." If nobody has, an
excellent subject has been neglected.

[418] And, according to one reviewer, the deficient sense of humour.

[419] They _might_ se