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We live there independently, and we can we have quarters there for our friends. Our one neighbour is London there! And at Lakelands we are able to entertain London and wife; our friends, in short; with some, what we have to call, satellites. You inspect the house and grounds to-morrow sure to be fair. Put aside all but the pleasant recollections of Craye and Creckholt.
Colney brought his viola for a duet; they had a pleasant musical evening, as in old days at Creckholt; and Nesta, going upstairs with the ladies to bed, made them share her father's amused view of the lamb of the flock this bitter gentleman became when he had the melodious instrument tucked under his chin. He was a guest for the night.
So now she set herself to remember little incidents at Creckholt: particularly a conversation in a very young girl's hearing, upon Sir Humphrey and Lady Pottil's behaviour to the speakers, her parents. She had then, and she now had, an extraordinary feeling, as from a wind striking upon soft summer weather off regions of ice, that she was in her parents' way. How?
Pardon me for talking so. Perhaps we need not have left Craye or Creckholt . . . ? she hinted an interrogation. 'Though I am not sorry; it is not good to be where one tastes poison. Here it may be as deadly, worse. Dear friend, I am so glad you remember La Roche Guyon. He was popular with the dear French people. 'In spite of his accent. 'It is not so bad? 'And that you'll defend!
Not even then? 'No, Victor; they have cast me off. 'Count on my cousins, the Duvidney ladies. Then we can say, that those two good old spinsters are less narrow than the Dreightons. I have to confess I rather think I was to blame for leaving Creckholt. Only, if I see my girl wounded, I hate the place that did the mischief. You and Fredi will clap hands for the country about Lakelands.
'No, Victor; they have cast me off. 'Count on my cousins, the Duvidney ladies. Then we can say, that those two good old spinsters are less narrow than the Dreightons. I have to confess I rather think I was to blame for leaving Creckholt. Only, if I see my girl wounded, I hate the place that did the mischief. You and Fredi will clap hands for the country about Lakelands.
'And next day, Nataly draws five thousand pounds for the first sketch of the furniture. 'There is the Creckholt . . . she had a difficulty in saying. 'Part of it may do. Lakelands requires but you will see to-morrow. After a close shutting of her eyes, she rejoined: 'It is not a cottage? 'Well, dear, no: when the Slave of the Lamp takes to building, he does not run up cottages.
There's her point of view to be considered: silly, crazy; but one sees it. We are not sure that she struck a blow at Craye or Creckholt. I wonder she never wrote. She was frightened, when she came to manage her property, of signing her name to anything. Absurd, that sending of Jarniman! However, it's her move; we make a corresponding disposition of our chessmen.
'Colonel Dreighton did not speak harshly, at our last meeting. 'He spoke of me? 'He spoke in the tone of a brother. 'Victor promises I won't repeat it. Yes, I see the house! There appears to be a prospect, a hope I cannot allude to it. Craye and Creckholt may have been some lesson to him. Selwyn spoke of me kindly?
And it 's a castle with a drawbridge: no exchangeing of visits, as we did at Craye Farm and at Creckholt; we are there for country air; we don't court neighbours at all perhaps the elect; it will depend on Nataly's wishes. We can accommodate our Concert-set, and about thirty or forty more, for as long as they like. You see, that was my intention to be independent of neighbouring society.
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