Fair Game 



My brief reign was, in short, an era of good 

 feeling until abruptly terminated by a council of 

 the larger powers. 



Now of us two. Dido and I, I paid the higher 

 price for my capitulate humanity. The Cartha- 

 ginian queen, when once she won to Hades foimd 

 a splendid isolation waiting for her where con- 

 spicuously aloof and with no appeasements for 

 the easy conscience of ^neas, she might still 

 uphold her desperate pride. But as tutor I went 

 into exile also in a plutocratic region, where I 

 lived a wandering shade somewhere between 

 an upper and a lower world. And in this indef- 

 inite twilight, I had not even an allotted place. 

 I was supposed to hover, delicate and indeter- 

 minate. Whenever I was chanced upon, I was 

 conveniently to fade away or merge. Yet even so 

 my fancy did not lose its knack at quick embellish- 

 ment. Romantically I viewed myself. Where 

 all else was positive, to be negative was, I felt, 

 to go conspicuously attired. Who knew? I 

 might attract a dangerous attention by the mouse- 

 colored robes of my obliterating tact. Then 

 would not the eldest son, a languid exquisite, 



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