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Brookenham's way of looking up at her a dim despairing abandonment of the idea of any common personal ground. Lady Fanny, magnificent, simple, stupid, had almost the stature of her brother, a forehead unsurpassably low and an air of sombre concentration just sufficiently corrected by something in her movements that failed to give it a point.
Brookenham's about Beccles and Suffolk; but it was not at Beccles nor anywhere in the county that these ornaments had been designed. His action had already been, with however little purpose, to present the region to his interlocutor in a favourable light.
Brookenham was deeply affected. "Nanda does turn purple ?" "The loveliest shade you ever saw. It's too absurd that you haven't noticed." It was characteristic of Mrs. Brookenham's amiability that, with her sudden sense of the importance of this new light, she should be quite ready to abase herself. "There are so many things in one's life. One follows false scents.
He looked more sharply at his host, as if vaguely suspicious of a trap; then not less vaguely he sighed. "Well, it's what I came up for to try you all. But do they live on that?" he continued. Vanderbank once more debated. "One doesn't quite know what they live on. But they've means for it was just that fact, I remember, that showed Brookenham's getting the place wasn't a job.
He appeared to convey with his pleasant extravagance that Edward looked dangerous, and he went on with a rigour of levity: "It must be OUR little quarrel." There were different ways of meeting such a tone, but Mrs. Brookenham's choice was remarkably prompt.
Longdon now looked hard at Edward. "Oh Mr. Brookenham's, I feel, any day. It's even with YOU, I confess," he said to him, "that I'd rather have that private half-hour." "Done!" Mrs. Brook declared. "I'll send him to you.
But that's the advantage," she almost prattled on, "of having so many such charming friends. They DON'T come down." This again was a remark of a sweep that there appeared to be nothing in Brookenham's mind to match; so that, scarcely pausing in the walk he had resumed, he only said: "Who do you mean by 'all'?" "Why if he has had anything from Mitchy I dare say he has had something from Van."
One of these was, to begin with, that his guest had not more than half-succumbed to Mrs. Brookenham's attraction, if indeed he had by a fine originality not resisted it altogether. That in itself, for an observer deeply versed in this lady, was attaching and beguiling. Another indication was that he found himself, in spite of such a break in the chain, distinctly predisposed to Nanda.
Yes, yes: I rather gave her away, and you're struck by it as is most delightful you SHOULD be because you're in every way of a better tradition and, knowing Mrs. Brookenham's my friend, can't conceive of one's playing on a friend a trick so vulgar and odious.
Brookenham's drawing-room, in free exchange of their happy impression. Mr. Mitchett was none the less scantly diverted from his estimate of the occasion Mrs. Brookenham had just named to him. "My dear Duchess," he promptly asked, "do you mind explaining to me an opinion I've just heard of your with marked originality holding?"
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