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"You're the best of us, caro mio you and Aggie: for Aggie's as good as you. Mitchy's good too, however Mitchy's beautiful. You see it's not only his money. He's a gentleman. So are you. There aren't so many. But we must move fast," she added more sharply. "What do you mean by fast?" "What should I mean but what I say? If Nanda doesn't get a husband early in the business " "Well?" said Mr.
"Oh," said the Duchess with a cheer that but half carried off her asperity, "Mrs. Brook must have told Mrs. Donner to ask you!" The latter lady, at this, rested strange eyes on the speaker, and they had perhaps something to do with a quick flare of Mitchy's wit.
Our disrespects, I think, are all tender, and we wouldn't for the world do to a person we don't like anything so nice as to call him, or even to call her, don't you know ?" His questioner had quickly looked as if he knew. "Something pleasant and vulgar?" Mitchy's gaiety deepened. "That discrimination's our only austerity. You must fall in." "Then what will you call ME?" "What can we?"
She offers me the truth, as she sees it, about myself, and with no nasty elation if it does chance to be the truth that suits her best. It was a charming, charming stroke." Mitchy's appreciation was no bar to his amusement. "You're wonderfully right about us. But still it was a stroke." If Mrs. Brook was less diverted she followed perhaps more closely.
Her companion looked at the charming child, to whom Lord Petherton was talking with evident kindness and gaiety a conjunction that evidently excited Mitchy's interest. "May WE then know her?" he asked with an effect of drollery. "May I if HE may?" The Duchess's eyes, turned to him, had taken another light. He even gaped a little at their expression, which was in a manner carried out by her tone.
He mightn't have noticed." "Oh you're out of step, Duchess," Vanderbank said. "We used all to march abreast, but we're falling to pieces. It's all, saving your presence, Mitchy's marriage." "Ah," Mrs. Brook concurred, "how thoroughly I feel that! Oh I knew. The spell's broken; the harp has lost a string. We're not the same thing. HE'S not the same thing."
That's what Tishy wants me for. She says that to be with some nice girl's really the best thing for her." Poor Mitchy's face hereupon would have been interesting, would have been distinctly touching to other eyes; but Nanda's were not heedful of it. "Oh," he returned after an instant and without profane mirth, "that seems to me the best thing for any one."
"He's the man with no fortune and just as he is, to the smallest particular whom you would have liked to be, whom you intensely envy, and yet to whom you're magnanimous enough for almost any sacrifice." Mitchy's appreciation had fairly deepened to a flush. "Magnificent, magnificent Mrs. Brook! What ARE you in thunder up to?"
That just came up here," the girl went on, "for Mr. Van." Mr. Longdon seemed to think an instant. "Oh it came up, did it? And Mr. Van couldn't tell?" "He has quite forgotten though he has been here before. Of course it may have been with other people," she added in extenuation. "I mean it mayn't have been theirs then any more than it's Mitchy's." "I see. They too had just bundled in."
Mitchy broke almost with an air of responsibility into Vanderbank's silence. "Ah but, as we said, surely !" It was Mitchy's eyes that Vanderbank met. "Yes, I should suppose she gets it." "Perhaps then, as a compensation, she'll even get MORE !" "If I don't go in? Oh!" said Vanderbank. And he changed colour. He was by this time off, but Mrs. Brook kept Mitchy a moment.
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