"Stop, stop, my dears. You must not stifle your seigneur," he cried in
the highest glee, returning their embraces.

One of our poets claims that there is something of earthliness in the
kisses of all but children:--

"But in a little child's warm kiss
Is naught but heaven above,
So sweet it is, so pure it is,
So full of faith and love."

So it seemed to Chrysler as he saw this first of the relations between
the young Seigneur and his people.




CHAPTER III.

HAVILAND'S IDEA.

"GRAND MASTER.--O, if you knew what our astrologers say of the coming
age and of our age, that has in it more history within a hundred years
than all the world had in four thousand years before."
--CAMPANELLA--_The City of the Sun_.


When they arrived before the Manor House front, Mr. Chrysler could
almost believe himself in some ancestral place in Europe, the pinnacles