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Anna Treadwyn nodded. "I expect we shall be here every day; the sea is new to Mary, and at present she is wild about it." "How could you go on so, Mary," she went on, as they continued their walk. "How could I?" the girl replied.
"No, I came down last week to stay with my friend, Miss Treadwyn, who was at Girton with me. Anna, this is Mr. Cuthbert Hartington. Mr. Hartington's place is near Abchester, and he is one of my father's clients." Miss Treadwyn bowed and Cuthbert took off his hat.
"Very likely I did, though I don't remember it. I think I was very outspoken in those days." "I do not think you have changed much in that respect, Mary," Miss Treadwyn said. "Why should one say what one does not think," Mary said, sturdily, "it would be much better if we all did so. Do you not agree with me, Mr. Hartington?"
"But you are an artist, are you not, Mr. Hartington," Miss Treadwyn said, looking at the sketch which had already made considerable progress. "Unfortunately, no; I have a taste for art, but that is all. I should be better off if I had not, for then I should be contented with doing things like this; as it is I am in a perpetual state of grumble because I can do no better."
She would not have minded had he argued seriously with her, but this was just what he did not do, either laughing at her theory, or replying to her arguments with a mock seriousness that irritated her far more than his open laughter. Anna Treadwyn took little part in the discussions, but sat an amused listener.
"It must add immensely to the pleasure of travelling to be able to carry home such remembrances of places one has seen." "Yes, it does so, Miss Treadwyn.
"Perhaps mothers with marriageable daughters, Mary," Anna Treadwyn said with a smile, "but I don't really see why you should be so severe on him for going his own way.
"Yes, I fancy I shall live in the open air as long as there is light enough to sketch by, Miss Treadwyn, but if your mother will be good enough to allow me to waive ceremony, I will come up some evening after dinner; in the meantime may I say that I shall always be found somewhere along the shore, and will be glad to receive with due humility any chidings that my old playmate, if she will allow me to call her so, may choose to bestow upon me."
Yes, I was down at Newquay sketching, when she was staying with her friend, Miss Treadwyn, and Mary was at the time too much occupied with the idea of raising womankind in the scale of humanity to think of taking up with a useless member of society like myself." Mrs. Brander shook her head very gravely.
Of course he is nice and I always thought so, but what is niceness when he has no aims, no ambitions in life, and he is content to waste it as he is doing." Five minutes later Anna Treadwyn joined her in the garden. "So I was right after all, Mary?" "How do you know, do you mean to say that he has told you?" "Not exactly, but one can use one's eyes, I suppose.
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