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"We can let this house again, can't we, Roger?" "We can, I suppose," said Roger, munching his bread and butter; "but we're not going to." He raised his head and looked quietly at her. "I think we'd better!" The tone was imperious. Daphne, with her thin arms and hands locked behind her, paused beside her husband. Dr. Lelius, stealthily raising his eyes, observed the two.
I may truly say, lose, reserving nothing unto us, that might properly be called our owne, nor that was either his or mine. "What, all things?" replied he. "And what if he had willed thee to burne our Temples?" Blosius answered, "He would never have commanded such a thing." "But what if he had done it?" replied Lelius. The other answered, "I would have obeyed him."
"I don't know as much as Dr. Lelius." Humour leaped into the eyes fixed upon her; but Mrs. Fairmile only said: "That's not given to the rest of us mortals. But after all, having's better than knowing. Don't don't you possess the Vitali Signorelli?" Her voice was most musical and flattering. Daphne smiled in spite of herself. "Yes, we do. It's in London now waiting till we can find a place for it."
Barnes, however, made no immediate reference to the matter which was in truth filling her mind. She avoided her husband and mother-in-law, both of whom were clearly anxious to capture her attention; and, by way of protecting herself from them, she spent the late afternoon in looking through Italian photographs with Dr. Lelius.
"Moderately!" she said, with a smile, the colour rising in her cheek as she became aware, without looking at them, that Roger and Mrs. Fairmile had adjourned to the farther end of the large room, leaving her to the Duchess and Lelius. The small eyes above the Duchess's prominent nose sparkled. "Only moderately?" The speaker's tone expressed that she had been for once taken by surprise.
Shall we have him in?" "By all means! The last time he was here he offered you four thousand pounds for the blue Nattier," said Chloe, with a smile, pointing to the picture. The Duchess gave orders; and an elderly man, with long black hair, swarthy complexion, fine eyes, and a peaked forehead, was admitted, and greeted by her, Mrs. Fairmile, and Dr. Lelius as an old acquaintance.
Lelius to her aid, and she, the German, and Daphne, kept up a sparring conversation, in which Mrs. Barnes, driven on by a secret wrath, showed herself rather noisier than Englishwomen generally are. She was a little impertinent, the Duchess thought, decidedly aggressive, and not witty enough to carry it off. Meanwhile, Daphne had instantly perceived that Mrs.
Barnes was seated near her hostess, Lelius who had an intimate acquaintance, through their pictures, with half the great people of Europe began to observe the Duchess's impressions. Amused curiosity, first. Evidently Daphne represented to her one of the queer, crude types that modern society is always throwing up on the shores of life like strange beasts from deep-sea soundings.
Lelius, who travelled widely, had brought her news of some pictures in a chateau of the Bourbonnais pictures that her whole mind was set on acquiring. Elsie French noticed the expertise of her talk; the intellectual development it implied; the passion of will which accompanied it. "To the dollar, all things are possible" one might have phrased it so.
So she withdrew angrily from the scene, and tried not to know what was going on. Meanwhile a note of invitation had been addressed to Daphne by the Duchess, and had been accepted; Roger had been reminded, at the point of the bayonet, that go he must; and Dr. Lelius had transferred himself from Heston to Upcott, and the companionship of Mrs. Fairmile. It was the last day of the Frenches' visit.
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