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Updated: June 6, 2025
"Wish I'd heard her. Here am I playing Saul without a David. Many people there?" "Several. Lady Cardington " "That white-haired enchantress! There's a Niobe weeping not for her children, she never had any, but for her youth. She is the religion of half Mayfair, though I don't know whether she's got a religion.
Really it's the most disgusting thing I ever heard of!" Lady Cardington happened to be in the room and she suddenly flushed. "I don't think we know very much about it," she said, and her voice was rather louder than usual. "But Lord Holme is going to " began the lady who had been speaking. "He may be, and he may succeed. But my sympathies are not with him. He left his wife when she needed him."
"Ah," he said, observing his visitor's bundles, "you come in like a Santa Claus coadjutor, a youthful Santa Claus, not yet dignified by that hirsute appendage to the chin without which no Santa Claus is complete." Leigh admitted that he was a feeble imitation, and produced the briar-wood pipe from his pocket. Cardington was greatly pleased. "Thank you," he said; "thank you.
"I love to come in contact with the fresh, unprejudiced view of the West," Cardington returned. "I've no doubt you are calculating the number of microbes that ancient piece of furniture could accommodate, and thinking that a brass bedstead would be much more sanitary." "You do me injustice," Leigh retorted good-humouredly. "Even scientists have their unprofessional moments.
As one may lie and doze awhile in the morning, with a resentful realisation of the impending duties of the day, so now he allowed himself ten minutes of respite, only to discover presently that his allowance had lengthened imperceptibly to an hour. A knock at the door aroused him, and he shouted an invitation to enter, thinking that Cardington had stepped across the hallway for a chat.
For the first time she had made him realise that she was a rich woman, though he had heard from Cardington that the bishop merely held his wife's large property in trust for the daughter. Now he detected in her a shrewd and practical strain, perhaps an inheritance from some ancestor who had laid the foundations of her fortune.
But you must go down there some winter, you must indeed. It's really a most charming place." "Well," Leigh said, rising and taking up his bundles, "give the bishop and Miss Wycliffe my regards." "I will," Cardington promised. "Perhaps they will return with me. I 'll take your excellent pipe along to smoke on the Gulf Stream and among the lilies. Good-bye!"
"Spring " she was beginning rather quickly; but Lady Cardington interrupted her. "Fifty-eight," she said. She laughed anxiously and looked at Lady Holme. "Didn't you think I was older?" "I don't know that I ever thought about it," replied Lady Holme, with the rather careless frankness she often used towards women. "Of course not. Why should you, or anyone?
"When you sing that song you look like the love that gives all sweetness to men. Sing like that, look like that, and you If Sir Donald had heard you!" Lady Holme got up from the piano. "Sir Donald!" she said. She came to sit down near Lady Cardington. "Sir Donald! Why do you say that?" And she searched Lady Cardington's eyes with eyes full of inquiry. Lady Cardington looked away.
Having decided that she would sing these two songs, Lady Holme sat down to go through them at the piano. Just as she struck the first chord of the desert song a footman came in to know whether she was at home to Lady Cardington. She answered "Yes." In her present mood she longed to give out her feeling to an audience, and Lady Cardington was very sympathetic.
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