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Her eyes were shining, her cheeks very flushed. "Then you are pleased?" she said earnestly. "You really are pleased?" Isabel smiled at her very sadly, very fondly. "My darling, if you are happy, I am more than pleased," she said. Yet Dinah was puzzled, not wholly satisfied. She received Isabel's kiss with a certain wistfulness. "I feel somehow as if I've done wrong," she said.
And can it be possible that King Louis can persuade my lord and father to meet, save in the field of battle, the arch-enemy of our House?" "Ask the earl thyself, Isabel; Lord Warwick hath no concealment from his children. Whatever he doth is ever wisest, best, and knightliest, so, at least, may his children always deem!" Isabel's colour changed and her eye flashed.
However, in spite of the time he spent sitting in the shop, worrying the inventor of the fractious light, Amberson found opportunity to worry himself about another matter of business. This was the settlement of Isabel's estate. "It's curious about the deed to her house," he said to his nephew. "You're absolutely sure it wasn't among her papers?" "Mother didn't have any papers," George told him.
It was occupied by a primary school for children of both sexes, kept or rather let go, by a demonstrative lady of whom Isabel's chief recollection was that her hair was fastened with strange bedroomy combs at the temples and that she was the widow of some one of consequence.
Bruce, with their families, received cards for a levée at the house of an acquaintance five miles distant. Mrs. Bruce, who had a close carriage, invited both the cousins to go; and, as Mr. Graham's carriage, when closed, would only accommodate himself and lady, the proposal was acceded to. The prospect of a gay assembly revived Isabel's drooping spirits.
The thought that he was on his way to Isabel lightened his step, and he trudged along with frequent invocations of the stars. He carried nothing in his pockets but the sealed address the Governor's sister had given him; the verse in Isabel's writing, and a roll of bills the Governor had pressed upon him when they parted. Reaching town, he found himself with an hour to spare.
Pattern children brought up on the strictest rules did not seem quite so agreeable to her as the little flower growing up in its own sweetness. Betty used to walk a short distance home with her, as she declared it was the only chance she had for a bit of Doris. She was very fond of hearing about the Royalls, and now Miss Isabel's engagement to Mr. Morris Winslow was announced.
Isabel's explanation that he had gone home at Eustace's wish to attend to some business had not removed an odd little hurt sense of having been defrauded. She had counted upon seeing Scott that day. It was almost as if he had failed her when she needed him, though why she seemed to need him she could not have said, nor could he possibly have known that she would do so.
"Theophil," said one voice, "if I should be dying, and I should send for you, will you promise me to come?" "Isabel," said another voice, "if I should be dying, and I should send for you, will you promise me to come?" And each voice vowed to the other, and said, "I would come, and I would go with you." And all these words had once been Jenny's, but they had been Isabel's first.
She spent the day wondering what he was coming for what good he expected to get of it. He had presented himself hitherto as a person destitute of the faculty of compromise, who would take what he had asked for or take nothing. Isabel's hospitality, however, raised no questions, and she found no great difficulty in appearing happy enough to deceive him.
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