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Her mother and Miss Bocock were safely on the veranda in the moonlight, the others safely talking in the drawing-room; Sir Basil, only, was not to be seen, and Imogen presently detected the spark of his cigar wandering among the flower-borders. She could venture on boldness, though she skirted about the house to join him. What if Jack did see them together?

Will you come, too, Delancy, dear?" she asked her husband, "or will you stay and talk to Mrs. Upton and Miss Bocock? I'm sure that they will be eager to hear of this new peace committee of ours and zestful to help on the cause." Mr. Potts rather sulkily said that he would stay and talk to Mrs.

Her mother still loved her, that was the helpless conviction that settled upon her; but it was as a child, not as a personality, that she was loved, very much as Miss Bocock respected her as the mistress of Thremdon Hall and not at all on her own account; but her mother, too, for all her quiet, and all her kindness, thought her "self-centered, self-righteous, cold-hearted," and Imogen, in a sharp pang of insight, saw it all because of that would not attempt any soul-stirring appeal or arraignment.

Dennis himself, as I said, never spoke at all. But our experience this session led me to think, that if, by some such "general understanding" as the reports speak of in legislation daily, every member of Congress might leave a double to sit through those deadly sessions and answer to roll-calls and do the legitimate party-voting, which appears stereotyped in the regular list of Ashe, Bocock, Black, etc., we should gain decidedly in working power.

Wake, Miss Bocock, and Jack only and the meeting of all the ship's crew at dinner.

Now my dear old dad was only a country doctor," Miss Bocock went on, seated in a rocking-chair she liked rocking-chairs with her knees crossed, her horribly shaped patent-leather shoes displayed and her clear eyes, through their glasses, fixed on Imogen while she made these unshrinking statements; "and a country doctor's family hasn't much to do with county people."

Her morning, already, was done for, unless, indeed, she could annex Sir Basil as a third to the party and, with him, evade Miss Bocock for a few brief moments. But brief moments could do nothing for them. They needed long sunny or moonlit solitudes.

There was still a subtle irritation in the fact that while Miss Bocock now accepted her, in the order of things, as one of the "county people," as the gracious mistress of Thremdon Hall, as very much above a country doctor's family, she didn't seem to regard her with any more interest or respect as an individual.

"Miss Bocock asked her, or, rather, Jack told her that he had been telling Miss Bocock about it; it was Jack who asked. He knew, of course, that she would be interested in it; a big, fine person like Miss Bocock would be bound to be." "Um," Valerie seemed vaguely to consider as she passed the comb down the long tresses.

Mary grew very red, stammered, and said nothing. "Miss Upton overworks, I think," observed Miss Bocock. "I've thought that she seemed overstrained all day." Mary had risen too, and as she wandered away into the flower garden, Jack followed her. "See here," he said, "has Imogen been hurting you again?" "No, Jack, oh no; I'm sure she doesn't mean to hurt." "What did she say to you just now?"