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Updated: June 10, 2025
It sounded a little louder, and her ears caught the running of footsteps on the stairs outside. Next moment the door opened, and Lady Ashbridge's maid put in a pale face. "Will you go to her ladyship, my lord?" she said. "Her nurse wants you. She told me to telephone to Sir James." Sylvia moved with him, not disengaging her arm, towards the door. "Michael, may I wait?" she said.
Then, seeing his mistress coming out of the French window from the drawing-room, he bounded calf-like towards her, and Petsy, nearly sick with cream and horror, was gathered to Lady Ashbridge's bosom. "My dear Barbara," she said, "how upsetting your dog is! Poor Petsy's heart is beating terribly; she does not like dogs. But I am very pleased to see you, and I have given you the blue room."
Out of the windows of the library looked Lord Ashbridge's baleful face. . . . Aunt Barbara swayed out of her chair, and laid a trembling hand on Michael's shoulder. "I shall go and apologise for Og," she said. "I shall do it quite sincerely, my dear. But there are points." Michael practised a certain mature and rather elderly precision in the ordinary affairs of daily life.
Michael saw that the nurse wanted to say something to him, and with infinite gentleness disentangled the clinging of Lady Ashbridge's hand. "Why, of course I will," he said. "And won't you give Miss Falbe another cup of tea?" Lady Ashbridge hesitated a moment. "Yes, I'll do that," she said. "And by the time I've done that you will be back again, won't you?"
All these things, which for years had been presented to Lady Ashbridge's notice without attracting her attention; now filled her with minute childlike pleasure; they were discoveries as entrancing and as magical as the first finding of the oval pieces of blue sky that a child sees one morning in a hedge-sparrow's nest.
Thus "Old George" and Lord Ashbridge's private boat were exceedingly busy for the half-hour preceding church time, the last boat-load holding the family, whose arrival was the signal for service to begin.
"I don't expect anything, but we must be prepared. A change comes very quickly." Michael nodded, and they went back together. "Now, mother darling," he said, "up you go with Nurse Baker. You've been out all day, and you must have a good rest before dinner. Shall I come up and see you soon?" A curious, sly look came into Lady Ashbridge's face. "Yes, but where am I going to?" she said.
In all other respects, except in this case of "Old George," Lord Ashbridge's wishes were law to the local authorities, for in this tranquil East-coast district the spirit of the feudal system with a beneficent lord and contented tenants strongly survived.
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