108 THE FLOliAL TELEGRAPH. 
my snuff-box, were never aftewards 
found. 
On receiving this favour, she asked 
me, rather saucily, if I supposed that 
she was there to enter with me into 
disputes on divinity. Now, I hold 
this not only to be unjust, but not 
a little impertinent; for, at the com¬ 
mencement of this veracious narrative, 
I have already told my fair and lady 
readers that when I exclaimed, “ Then 
there may be something in the belief 
of the ancients concerning the affinity 
of the human soul and the butter¬ 
fly ! ” this said Floribel did actually 
reply to me, “Assuredly.” But, how- 
•ever, at this behaviour, I am neither 
