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It should not therefore fail her now; with it in fact one might face most things. "Ah, then let us hope we shall sound the depths I'm prepared for the worst of sorrow and sin! But she would like her niece we're not ignorant of that, are we? to marry Lord Mark. Hasn't she told you so?" "Hasn't Mrs. Lowder told me?" "No; hasn't Kate? It isn't, you know, that she doesn't know it."
Lowder was keeping her wealth as for purposes, imaginations, ambitions, that would figure as large, as honourably unselfish, on the day they should take effect. She would impose her will, but her will would be only that a person or two shouldn't lose a benefit by not submitting if they could be made to submit.
"The people I'd most come back for are the people you know. I'd do it for Mrs. Lowder, who has been beautifully kind to me." "So she has to me," said Densher. "I feel," he added as she at first answered nothing, "that, quite contrary to anything I originally expected, I've made a good friend of her." "I didn't expect it either its turning out as it has. But I did," said Milly, "with Kate.
This was her reasoning, but meanwhile, for him, each other was what they didn't have, and it was just the point. Repeatedly, however, it was a point that, in the face of strange and special things, he judged it rather awkwardly gross to urge. It was impossible to keep Mrs. Lowder out of their scheme.
The bearings of the colloquy, however, sharp as they were, were less sharp to his intelligence, strangely enough, than those of a talk with Mrs. Lowder alone for which she soon gave him or for which perhaps rather Kate gave him full occasion. What had happened on her at last joining them was to conduce, he could immediately see, to her desiring to have him to herself.
Stringham's impression of the scene they had just quitted. It was in the tone of the fondest indulgence almost, really, that of dove cooing to dove that Mrs. Lowder expressed to Milly the hope that it had all gone beautifully. Her "all" had an ample benevolence; it soothed and simplified; she spoke as if it were the two young women, not she and her comrade, who had been facing the town together.
Lowder continued, "you'll probably put in for yourself that it was part of the reason of my welcome to you. So you see what I give up. I do give it up. But when I take that line," she further set forth, "I take it handsomely. So good-bye to it all. Good-day to Mrs. Densher! Heavens!" she growled. Susie held herself a minute. "Even as Mrs. Densher my girl will be somebody."
This was, in a manner too, a general admonition to poor Susie's companion, who seemed to see marked by it the direction in which she had best most look out. It just faintly rankled in her that a person who was good enough and to spare for Milly Theale shouldn't be good enough for another girl; though, oddly enough, she could easily have forgiven Mrs. Lowder herself the impatience. Mrs.
She threw up her arms at his being so backward. "'Denied it'? My dear man, we've never spoken of you." "Never, never?" "Strange as it may appear to your glory never." He couldn't piece it together. "But won't Mrs. Lowder have spoken?" "Very probably. But of you. Not of me." This struck him as obscure. "How does she know me but as part and parcel of you?" "How?" Kate triumphantly asked.
It was none the less, however, her highest law to be light when the girl was light. She knew how to be quaint with the new quaintness the great Boston gift; it had been, happily, her note in the magazines; and Maud Lowder, to whom it was new indeed and who had never heard anything remotely like it, quite cherished her, as a social resource, for it.
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