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Updated: June 10, 2025
It will be tremendously interesting to hear how the sort of thing we've fallen into oh we HAVE fallen in! strikes your fresh, your uncorrupted ear. Do have another cigarette. Sunk as I must appear to you it sometimes strikes even mine. But I'm not sure as regards Mrs. Brookenham, whom I've known a long time." Mr. Longdon again took him up. "What do you people call a long time?"
"Ah then it's a shame one has nothing!" On which before reaching the door, the Duchess changed the subject. "You say I never bring Aggie. If you like I'll bring her back." Mrs. Brookenham wondered. "Do you mean today?" "Yes, when I've picked her up. It will be something to do with her till Miss Merriman can take her." "Delighted, dearest; do bring her. And I think she should SEE Mr. Mitchett."
His visitor smiled at this, but the smile somehow made the face graver. "I think I was rather frightened. Good-night." Mrs. Brookenham stopped on the threshold with the sharp surprise of the sight of her son, and there was disappointment, though rather of the afflicted than of the irritated sort, in the question that, slowly advancing, she launched at him.
He may have been right, so far as The Awkward Age is concerned; the behaviour of the people in the story is certainly packed with many meanings, and perhaps it is vivid enough to enact the general character of their lives and ways, as well as their situation in the foreground; perhaps the charmed circle of Mrs. Brookenham and her wonderful crew is given all the effect that is needed.
Brookenham again embraced her, and even with this lady's equally abrupt and altogether wonderful address to her: "Between you and me straight, my dear, and as from friend to friend, I know you'll never doubt that everything must be all right!
Brookenham placidly explained, "that Nanda suffers in her morals, don't you know? by my neglect. I wouldn't say anything about you that I can't bravely say TO you; therefore since he has plumped out with it I do confess that I've appealed to him on what, as so good an old friend, HE thinks of your contention." "What in the world IS Jane's contention?"
The latter of these commands the Duchess addressed to Mr. Mitchett, while their companion, in obedience to the former and affected, as it seemed, by an unrepressed familiar accent that stirred a fresh flicker of Mitchy's grin, met the new arrival in the middle of the room before Mrs. Brookenham had had time to reach her.
She covered him with her loveliest expression. "No, not really either. But it won't make any difference." This time she had pulled him up. "Not if he doesn't like Harold or like you or like me?" Edward clearly found himself able to accept only the premise. "He'll be perfectly loyal. It will be the advantage of mamma!" Mrs. Brookenham cried.
"What is it that's between them?" he demanded. "What's between any woman and the man she's making up to?" "Why there may often be nothing. I didn't know she even particularly knew him," Brookenham added.
Mitchett on this jumped up; he was clearly conscious of his nerves; he fidgeted away a few steps and then, his hands in his pockets, fixed on his hostess a countenance more controlled. "What does the Duchess mean by your daughter's being as I understood you to quote her just now 'damaged and depraved'?" Mrs. Brookenham came up she literally rose smiling. "You fit the cap.
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