126 The Love of God.

feope. You fee it is a fort of rule of three fum,
but as I cannot work it out, I tell you honeftly
that neither do I know whether a giant could fee
fo fmall an objec or not, and I advife you all to
be as modeft as I am myfelf, and never {peak po-
fitively on fo difficult a point.

But enough of this! ‘Turn we now to another
point, about which I can {peak pofitively—namely,
that in one fenfe the world is full of Giants who
cannot fee Carraway feeds.

“ Tt muft be in the fenfe of Nonfenfe I fhould
think then!” obferves fomewhat fcornfully the
young lady who is reading this ftory aloud—“ as
if we could believe in there being giants now ! ”

Very wittily remarked! my dear young lady,
for your age.—I take you to be about feventeen,
and I fee by the compreffion of your pretty mouth
that you confider yourfelf quite a judge and an au-
thority. Only take care you don’t grow up into
one of thofe Giants yourfelf! There is fomething
very fufpicious to me in the glance of your eye.
“© Ridiculous !”? murmurs the fair damfel in quef-
tion.

Not at all fo; only you travel too faft; by
which I mean you {peak too haftily. “You learn
Italian, I dare fay? Oh yes, of courfe, for you
fing. Well then, Ombra adorata that is “beloved
fhadow ;” a/petta that is, “ wait”? —“ wait, my
beloved fhadow” (of a charming young lady), give
me breathing time, and I will explain myfelf. As
you are an Italian ftudent, I prefume you have