240 A FEW MEMORIES
invaluable to her, never gave the slightest hint of being an elocutionist It was at her house that I first heard her. She read " The Lady of Lyons." It will be remembered that she was the original Pauline. Neither in costume nor looks did she in the least suggest Bulwer's heroine; yet she had not turned the second page before I felt myself in the presence of an ideal Pauline. I have seen the part played by many young and beautiful women, but Lady Martin, book in hand, spectacles on nose, seated by her tea - table, with no audience but Sir Theodore and myself, produced greater effects than any of the others with all their stage accessories. She had what Lord Tennyson possessed so largely—a power of saturating herself with the vital essence of what she read, and infusing it into her listeners.
Finding the Kensington district relaxing, we sought a home near the Heath at Hampstead. Although it is not a fashionable quarter, and is often identified with 'Arrys and 'Arriets, it is (except on bank holidays) a delightfully quiet place, and so bracing that I went through an entire season while living there without experiencing the slightest fatigue. Many artists of the brush and pen (they seem always to find the best