Volume III Part 20 (2/2)

His wife blushed and looked down, and the holy itimate pride of virtue which is its oard, audibly thanked Heaven that he was ”not as other on of mothers, Anna lived with hi to anyone, and contented herself by praying fervently to God that He would in a second series of the twelve tribes

At times even, in order to make her prayers more efficacious, she tried to coorged the reverend gentlehly-seasoned dishes Hare soup, ox-tails stewed in sherry, the green fat in turtle soup, stewed mushrooms, Jerusalem artichokes, celery, and horse-radish; hot sauces, truffles, hashes ine and cayenne pepper in them, curried lobsters, pies made of cocks' combs, oysters, and the soft roe of fish; and all these dishes ashed down by strong beer and generous wines, Scotch ale, Burgundy, dry chain; in a word, by that nulish people love to heat their blood

And, as a entleman's blood became very heated, as was shown by his nose and cheeks, but in spite of this, the powers above were inexorable, and he reards his wife, as unhappy and thoughtful at the sight of that protruding nasal appendage, which, alas! was alone in its glory

She became thinner, and at the saan to lose her trust in God, when, suddenly, she had an inspiration

Was it not, perhaps, the work of devil?

She did not care to inquire too closely into the ood idea, and it was this:

”Go to the Universal Exhibition in Paris, and there, perhaps, you will discover the secret to make yourself loved”

Decidedly luck favored her, for her husband iot into the _Esplanade des Invalides_, she saw the Algerian dancers, and she said to herself

”Surely this would inspire William with the desire to be the father of the thirteenth tribe!”

But how could she ies? For she could not hide from herself that it was an abominable exhibition, and she kne scandalized he would be at their voluptuous movements She had no doubt that the devil had led her there, but she could not take her eyes off the scene, and it gave her an idea; and so for nearly a fortnight you , and attentively and curiously watching the swaying hips of the Algerian wo of her return to London, she rushed into her husband's bedrooauze covering, and for the first tiliness of her semi-nudity

”Come, come,” the saintly man stammered out, ”are you--are you race of such a spectacle on me?”

But she did not listen to hian to sway her hips about like an alentleman could not believe his eyes, and in his stupefaction, he did not think of covering the them He looked at her, stupefied and duliness He watched her as she came forward and retired, and went up and down, as she skipped and wriggled, and threw herself into extraordinary attitudes For a long time he sat motionless and almost unable to speak

He only said in a low voice:

[Footnote 10: Egyptian dancing girl--TRANSLATOR]

”Oh, Lord! To think that twelve times! twelve times! a whole dozen!”

However, she fell into a chair, panting and worn out, and said to herself:

”Thank Heaven! William looks like he used to do formerly on the days that he honored me Thank Heaven! There will be a thirteenth tribe, and then a fresh series of tribes, for William is very methodical in all that he does!”

But William merely took a blanket off the bed and threw it over her, saying in a voice of thunder: