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"That sort of thing is only the outcome of a passing mood of youthful cynicism." "Is it? I sometimes think that a born collector, like Beryl, sees more in bronze and marble than in flesh and blood. She is very sweet, but she has quite a passion for possessing." "Is not the greatest possession of all the possession of another's human heart?" said Braybrooke impressively, and with sentiment.
"And bring Adela with you!" With a casual nod or two, and a "Come, Bobbie, I am sure you have flirted quite enough with Beryl by this time!" she went out of the box, followed by her grim but good-looking cavalier. "You must sit in front through this act." Braybrooke spoke. "Oh, but " "No, really I insist! You don't see properly behind." Craven took the chair between the two women.
She sought his eyes with a sort of soft hardihood which was very alluring. "Women are not half as instinctive as men think them," she said. "I'll tell you a little secret. They calculate more than a senior wrangler does." "Now you are maligning yourself," he said, smiling. "No. For I haven't quite got to the age of calculation yet." "Oh I see." "Here she comes!" said Braybrooke.
"I will make it all right with the manager," said Braybrooke, with over-anxious earnestness, and feeling now quite definitely that he must really have proposed to Miss Cronin for Miss Van Tuyn's hand that afternoon, and that he must have just lied about the disposal of her time until she had to dress for dinner. "The manager?" said Miss Cronin. "What manager?" said Mrs. Clem Hodson.
And then she felt as if Braybrooke were meditating a stroke against her, and had practically asked her to help him in delivering the blow. She felt that definitely. And immediately she had felt it she was startled, and the strong sensation of being near to danger took hold of her.
I told them to take the hood off. And as for Braybrooke, he is going over to Rockcliffe to see some chum of his who is quartered there." "I have no doubt, my dear Jim, that will all do very well," replied Lady Mary. "I don't think I shall go myself; and Mrs. Evesham is also, I fancy, of my way of thinking."
"Whether the big house goes or not makes a difference in our staff of partners," observed the younger Miss Chipchase sententiously. "Let's see: there's Captain Bloxam, Captain Braybrooke, and Mr. Sartoris all most eligible, don't you think so, Laura? I wonder what this other man is like whom Blanche talked about Lionel Beauchamp? he comes to-night."
Evidently, despite his knowledge of life, his Foreign Office training, his experience of war he had been a soldier for two years he was really something of a simpleton. He had "given himself away" in Braybrooke, and probably to others as well, to Lady Wrackley, Mrs. Ackroyde, and perhaps even to Miss Van Tuyn. And to Lady Sellingworth! What had she thought of him? What did she think of him?
Otherwise it is an absolute drawback to one's personality." "That is perhaps a fault of the Englishman. But we must remember that still waters run deep." "Do you think so? But if they don't run at all?" "How do you mean?" "There is such a thing as the village pond." "How very trying she is this afternoon!" thought poor Braybrooke, endeavouring mentally to pull up his socks.
The ascertained fact that Craven had met Adela Sellingworth and Beryl Van Tuyn on the same day and together, and that the woman of sixty had evidently attracted him far more than the radiant girl of twenty-four, did not deter Braybrooke from his enterprise.
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