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Nan had passed an anxious night, for she was sure that there was something wrong, and since Theo's return from the bishop's, he had been so changed, that she had grown very fond of him.
Lady Markland sat at her table, pondering a letter from Mr. Longstaffe. She had it spread out before her, but she could only half see the words, and only half understand what they meant. She had read in Theo's eyes upon the previous day all. Had he but known he had nothing to reveal to her, nothing that she could not have told him beforehand!
During the years she had been companion to Mrs. King, Theo's dinner and luncheon hours were ones of joy to her. Now this day had passed without him. "He'll show up before long," Morse said presently. "What a lot of worry you have over that man!... Now if you had a problem on your hands like mine " The soft chug of a motor cut off his ejaculation. "He's coming, now," he said, getting up.
Say, what was the matter? Did Mr. Scott find ye?" "Yes," was Theo's only response, as he pushed open Nan's door, to be greeted with such a warm welcome that he hardly knew what to say and had to hide his embarrassment by poking the baby's ribs to make him laugh.
His mother and sisters felt a little surprised, when they came up to Commemoration, to find that they were not overwhelmed by invitations from Theo's friends. Other ladies had not a spare moment: they were lost in a turmoil of breakfasts, luncheons, water-parties, concerts, flower-shows, and knew the interior of half the rooms in half the colleges. But with the Miss Warrenders this was not so.
"That is a strange question," Miss Elizabeth interposed. "Theodora has not been tried." But Priscilla was looking straight at Theo's downcast eyes. "But I think Theodora knows," she said, briefly. "Are you like your sister in that, Theodora? I remember hearing Mr. Oglethorpe say once you would be."
A slight shadow, which no one observed, passed over Theo's face as she answered, "George's father seldom goes into society, and consequently his mother will not come." "Oh, I am so sorry!" replied Madam Conway, thinking of the purple satin, and continuing, "Nor the young lady, either?"
Lambert; "and so, I promise you, would any daughter of mine." "Perhaps we might find weepers of our own, Mr. Warrington," says Theo, "in such a case." "Would you?" cries George, and his cheeks and Theo's simultaneously flushed up with red; I suppose because they both saw Hetty's bright young eyes watching them. "The elder writers understood but little of the pathetic," remarked Mr.
To do our best and to think as little as possible, and things will come round! The absolute mind scorns the mild consolation. To Theo it would have been an irritation, a wrong, but Theo's betrothed received it with humbler consciousness. The sympathy calmed her, and that so moderate, so humble, voucher of experience that things come round.
Shall I tell Théo, and make him tell? Or shall I be brave as Pam would and tell him myself!" Then, realising her absurdity in forgetting that after all it was more Théo's affair than his father's, she laughed aloud. It was easy to laugh, for whatever happened she would see Victor Joyselle that evening, and beyond that she could not, would not, look.
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