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Sir Charles Porter was again made Lord Chancellor of Ireland in 1690, and in this same year he acted as one of the Lords Justices. This note of Lord Braybrooke's is retained and added to, but the reference may after all be to another Charles Porter.
This suggestion was not at all to Braybrooke's liking, but he scarcely knew what to say in answer to it. Really, it seemed as if this afternoon was to end as it had begun in a contretemps. "I am so fond of her," continued Miss Van Tuyn. "And I'm sure she would enjoy it." "But she so seldom goes out." "All the more reason to try to persuade her out of her shell.
"Oh!" said Craven, with apparent indifference. "Have you seen her?" Braybrooke replied that he had seen her, and that she was looking, in his opinion, remarkably well, even somewhat younger than usual. "She seems to have had an excellent time on the Riviera and in Switzerland." "In Switzerland!" said Craven, thinking of Braybrooke's remarks about Catherine Bewdley and Lausanne.
On one occasion when Braybrooke had been discussed in Garstin's presence, and Garstin had said: "Who is he?" and had received a description of Braybrooke with the additional information: "But he comes to your private views! You have known him for years!" he had expressed his appreciation of Braybrooke's personality and character by the exclamation: "Oh, to be sure! The beard with the gentleman!"
I remember a very brilliant American, who knew practically all the nations of Europe, telling me that in his opinion you English were the subtlest I'm afraid he was rude enough to say the most artful of the lot." As she spoke the word "artful" her fine eyes smiled straight into Braybrooke's, and she pinched her red lips together very expressively.
To Francis Braybrooke's intense astonishment and it might almost be added confusion the first person his eyes lit on as they walked towards the tea-tables was Fanny Cronin, comfortably seated in an immense arm-chair, devouring a muffin in the company of an old lady, whose determined face was completely covered with a criss-cross of wrinkles, and whose withered hands were flashing with magnificent rings.
But soon the hands of autumn would fail and winter would have the huge city as its possession. "Is it Monte Carlo?" Braybrooke's question echoed in Craven's mind. Could he have done Lady Sellingworth a wrong? Was there perhaps something behind her sudden departure in silence which altogether excused it?
"But what miracle?" he asked. "You have pulled Adela Sellingworth out of the shell in which she has been living curled up for over ten years." "Yes. You are a prodigy!" said Lady Wrackley, showing her teeth. "But I'm afraid I can't claim that triumph. I'm afraid it's due to Mr. Braybrooke's diplomacy." "Oh, no!" Mrs. Ackroyde said calmly. "Adela would never yield to his cotton-glove persuasions.
It had all been very casual. But Braybrooke's manner had now completely changed. He seemed to think he was almost responsible for the young man. There had even been something furtive in his demeanour when speaking about Craven to her, and when she had forced him to explain and to say what was in his mind, for a moment he had been almost confused.
Dear Uncle: We are staying for a few days at Lord Braybrooke's place, one of the most magnificent in England; but before I say a word about it I must tell you of A.'s safe arrival and how happy I have been made by having him with me again. . . . On Saturday the 9th we had the honor of dining with the LORD MAYOR to meet the Duke of Cambridge, a FETE so unlike anything else and accompanied by so many old and peculiar customs that I must describe it to you at full length.
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