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"I believe I have no prejudices at all," said Lady Anningford. "If I like people, I don't care what is in their blood." "It is all right till you scratch 'em.
Flowers, flowers, everywhere. Theodora entered already dressed for her afternoon drive. She came forward with that perfect grace which characterized her every movement. If she felt very timid and nervous it did not show in her sweet face, and Lady Anningford perceived Hector had every excuse for his infatuation. "I am so fortunate to find you at home, Mrs. Brown," she said.
"A mere baby. Certainly not more than twenty or so." "Then it is inevitable, if the husband don't count. You have not described him yet." "Because I have never seen him," said Lady Anningford. "Hector did say last night, though, that he was an impossible Australian millionaire."
Lady Harrowfield's temper was bad in any case on account of the weather, and here, on her arrival, that she should find the impertinent upstart who had made her look foolish at the Anningford luncheon, was an extra straw. Morella felt furious.
"Well, how do you know that is not the case with our dear Ethelrida?" grunted the Crow. "She did not come out for a walk. You had better count up, and see who else stayed at home!" So Lady Anningford began laughingly. The idea was too impossible, but she must reason it out. "There was Lord Melton but Lady Melton stayed behind, too, and the Thornbys all impossible.
They exchanged a few agreeable sentences while each measured the other, and then Lady Anningford said: "You come from Australia, don't you?" "Australia!" smiled Theodora, while her eyes opened wide. "Oh no! I have never been out of France and Belgium and places like that. My husband lived in Melbourne for some years, though." "I thought it could not be possible," quoth Anne to herself.
Sister living, Anne Charlotte, married to the fourth Earl of Anningford. Theodora read all this over twice, and also even the predecessors and collateral branches but that was while she burned the midnight oil and listened to the snorts and coughs of Josiah Brown, slumbering next door.
"When will she realize I can take care of myself?" "Never," said Lady Anningford, "until you have married Morella Winmarleigh; then she would feel you were in good hands." He laughed again bitterly this time. "Morella Winmarleigh! I would not be faithful to her for a week!" "I wonder if you would be faithful to any woman, Hector?
"He's awfully in love with her," grunted the Crow. "I believe that is about the measure, though I can't see how you've guessed it. You had not got back for the wedding, Crow, and it don't show now." The Crow laughed one of his chuckling, cynical laughs which to his dear friend Lady Anningford meant so much that was in his mind. "Oh, doesn't it!" he said.
And Zara's eyes haunt me now in the same way." "She never had any children, I suppose?" asked Lady Anningford. "Never that I heard of and she is so young; only twenty-three now." "Well, it is too tragic! And what is to be done? Can't you ask the uncle? He must know."
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