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She hadn't had it when she went in, and she had it when she came out; she had it there under her cloak, but dissimulated, invisibly carried, when smiling, smiling, she again faced Kate Croy.
Kate Croy really presented herself to Milly the latter abounded for Mrs. Stringham in accounts of it as the wondrous London girl in person, by what she had conceived, from far back, of the London girl; conceived from the tales of travellers and the anecdotes of New York, from old porings over Punch and a liberal acquaintance with the fiction of the day.
Well, he showed how beautifully he could take it; and it wasn't obscure to her, on her side, that it was a comfort to deal with a gentleman. "It's ever so kind of you to see such opportunities for me. But what's the use of my tackling Miss Croy?" Milly rejoiced on the spot to be so able to point out.
The great oddity was that if he had felt his arrival, so few weeks back, especially as an adventure, nothing could now less resemble one than the fact of his staying. It would be an adventure to break away, to depart, to go back, above all, to London, and tell Kate Croy he had done so; but there was something of the merely, the almost meanly, obliged and involved sort in his going on as he was.
He preceded a visitor whom he had met, obviously, at the foot of the stairs and whom, throwing open the door, he loudly announced as Miss Croy. Kate, on following him in, stopped short at sight of Densher only, after an instant, as the young man saw with free amusement, not from surprise and still less from discomfiture.
Still, he looked at her very hard, and they had a moment of this during which neither pronounced a name, each apparently determined that the other should. It was Milly's fine coercion, in the event, that was the stronger. "Miss Croy?" Lord Mark asked. It might have been difficult to make out that she smiled. "Mrs. Lowder."
Yet she felt the disconcerted gasp in his tone as he said: "Oh my child, I can never consent to that!" "What then are you going to do?" "I'm turning it over," said Lionel Croy. "You may imagine if I'm not thinking." "Haven't you thought then," his daughter asked, "of what I speak of? I mean of my being ready."
La Marche records one return of Philip to Brussels when his arrival was greeted by Charles of Burgundy, honourably accompanied by children of high birth about his age or less, some only eleven or twelve years old. There were with him Jehan de la Trémoille, Philip de Croy, Philip de Crèvecoeur, Philip de Wavrin, and many others.
"What I mean is that he told her you've been all the while engaged to Miss Croy." He gave a jerk round; it was almost to hear it the touch of a lash; and he said idiotically, as he afterwards knew the first thing that came into his head. "All what while?" "Oh it's not I who say it." She spoke in gentleness. "I only repeat to you what he told her."
Kate Croy was one of these; Lord Mark had just become aware of her, and she, all arrested, had immediately seen, and made the best of it, that she was far from being first in the field. She had brought a lady and a gentleman to whom she wished to show what Lord Mark was showing Milly, and he took her straightway as a reinforcement.
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