FICKLENESS REBUKED While in the foeman's ruddy gore I waded to the breast, And for mine own, my native shore Fought braver than the best, While the light cloak I laid aside, And doffed the damask fold, And donned my shirt of mail, the spoil Of foeman brave and bold, Thou, fickle Mooress, puttest on Thine odorous brocade, And hand in hand with

There is something braver in life than to be just reasonable, thank God!

But you'll keep a stiff lip even to that, seeing you are the braver of the two of us.

"Ay, the braver by far, and I'll say it again.

Don Antolin felt a little braver after this interview, although he swore mentally never again to visit that terrible prelate.