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She did not precisely foresee what her future was to be, but at any rate she knew she shrank from the responsibility of the Pension Frensham. The next morning she received a letter offering to accept six thousand. She wrote and declined. She was indifferent and she would not budge from four thousand. The Frenshams gave way. They were pained, but they gave way.
In less than a year after her adventurous purchase, Sophia had acquired confidence, and she was employing two servants, working them very hard at low wages. She had also acquired the landlady's manner. She was known as Mrs. Frensham. Across the balconies of two windows the Frenshams had left a gilded sign, "Pension Frensham," and Sophia had not removed it.
Her own name of Scales intrigued him. Mr. Mardon shook his head. "Bought it on her own, after the husband's time, for a song a song! I know, because I knew the original Frenshams." "You must have been in Paris a long time," said Peel-Swynnerton. Mr. Mardon could never resist an opportunity to talk about himself. His was a wonderful history.
She impressed the Frenshams, who were delighted with the prospect of dealing in business with an honest English face. Like many English people abroad they were most strangely obsessed by the notion that they had quitted an island of honest men to live among thieves and robbers. They always implied that dishonesty was unknown in Britain.
What else can you say? You did it excellently." Her lightly mocking eyes looked into his. His flush deepened. "Are you going to be at the Frenshams' dance?" he asked her, presently. "We're not invited. They're too savage with father. But we shall be at the Opera to-morrow night." His face lightened. But no more talk was possible. A Minister was up, and people were crowding back into the Gallery.
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