A blase nobleman goes among the fishing population of a town on the east coast of Scotland, getting a taste of real life in an adventure that calls out his manhood.
h nothing to win; and naturally lived for amusement. Now nothing is so sure to cease to please as pleasure--to amuse, as amusement. Unfortunately for himself he could not at this period of his life warm to politics; so, having exhausted his London clique, he rolled through the cities of Europe in his carriage, and cruised its shores in his yacht. But he was not happy!
He was a man of taste, and sipped the arts and other knowledge, as he sauntered Europe round.
But he was not happy.
"What shall I do?" said l'ennuye'.
"Distinguish yourself," said one.
No immediate answer.
"Take a prima donna over," said another.
Well, the man took a prima donna over, which scolded its maid from the Alps to Dover in the lingua Toscana without the bocca Romana, and sang in London without applause; because what goes down at La Scala does not generally go down at Il Teatro della Regina, Haymarket.
So then my lord strol