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Smithson's houses and yachts,' answered Lesbia, in her low
sweet voice, with a faint sneer even amidst the sweetness, 'but, I think
it must have been a happy release for any one to be let off the
sacrifice at the last moment.'
'Poor Belle Trinder did not think so.'
'Who was Belle Trinder?'
'An Essex parson's daughter whom I took under my wing five years ago--a
splendid girl, large and fair, and just a trifle coarse--not to be
spoken of in the same day with you, dearest; but still a decidedly
handsome creature. And she took remarkably well. She was a very lively
girl, "never ran mute," Sir George used to say. Sir George was very fond
of her. She amused him, poor girl, with her rather brainless rattle.'
'And Mr. Smithson admired her?'
'Followed her about everywhere, sent her whole flower gardens in the way
of bouquets and Japanese baskets, and floral _parures_ for her gowns,
and opera boxes and concert tickets. Their names were always coupled.
People used to call them Bel and the Dragon. The poor child made up her
mind she was to be Mrs.


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