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CHAPTER X--COUSIN ROTHERWOOD
'We care not who says
And intends it dispraise,
That an Angler to a fool is next neighbour.'
In the evening Lord Rotherwood renewed his entreaties to Claude to
join him on his travels. He was very much bent on taking him, for
his own pleasure depended not a little on his cousin's company.
Claude lay on the glassy slope of the terrace, while Lord Rotherwood
paced rapidly up and down before him, persuading him with all the
allurements he could think of, and looking the picture of impatience.
Lily sat by, adding her weight to all his arguments. But Claude was
almost contemptuous to all the beauties of Germany, and all the
promised sights; he scarcely gave himself the trouble to answer his
tormentors, only vouchsafing sometimes to open his lips to say that
he never meant to go to a country where people spoke a language that
sounded like cracking walnuts; that he hated steamers; had no fancy
for tumble-down castles; that it was so common to travel; there was
more distinction in staying at home; that the field of Waterloo had
been spoilt, and was not worth seeing; his ideas of glaciers would be
ruined by the reality; and he did not care to see Cologne Cathedral
till it was finished.
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