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Updated: June 12, 2025
"May it please you, m'lud, and gentlemen of the jury," she said, causing Lawrence hastily to change his pose, and Phoebe to look a little scandalized. "There's a time for everything," he insisted, with a blush. "Let me tell you this is no laughing matter." "You should not make yourself look so ridiculous," said Carrissima. "Why should you everlastingly be retained for the prosecution?"
"For the rest, it's just the way of the world." So he dismissed the topic, and a few minutes later Phoebe inquired whether Carrissima had seen anything of Mark during the last few days. "He really looks ill," she insisted. "He was here yesterday, and I thought he had come to make an appointment to see the new carpet.
He had not the least intention to go near Golfney Place the following day, and every word he had spoken during the walk home with Carrissima was precisely true. He believed he could never live happily without her!
I feel immensely angry with Sybil. It is entirely her fault. She promised faithfully never to say a word." "You beg the question in a rather womanly way," said Mark. "Well, what would you have?" cried Carrissima, flinging out her arms. "I am a woman, you know. I dare say I am not always consistent, if that's what you mean." "I thought it best to come and see you," answered Mark, with a shrug.
"Yes," was the answer, given with some hesitation. "At what time?" "Dinner is ordered for eight o'clock," said the parlour-maid. "Oh, then that accounts for it," cried Carrissima. "I understood it was to be half-past seven." "We always dine at eight," returned the parlour-maid, as she stirred the fire. "If you wouldn't mind taking a chair," she added, "Mr. and Mrs.
"Oh well," said Mark, with a shrug, "she was on her lonesome and so was I at the time. It was just before I went to Yorkshire, you know. Carrissima was in Devonshire and I was kicking my heels in idleness at Duffield's." "It really was rather too bad," remarked Phoebe, "to go there this evening, considering that you were engaged to dine with us. Wasn't it, Carrissima?"
"No, no," he replied; "I want you to fix the day for our marriage. Upon my word, I don't feel quite certain that frankness isn't the best in the long run far the best." The effect of this expression of opinion surprised Colonel Faversham. He had never seen Bridget so greatly excited. She started to her feet, and flushed almost as deeply as Carrissima.
Phoebe had, as Carrissima knew, formed an exceedingly favourable opinion of Mary Bunbury, who had dined with her mother and Mark in Charteris Street. Carrissima wondered that she had not been invited to meet them, and realized that a year ago she would have been the first person to whom Mark appealed to help in their entertainment.
It is probable that their recent separation caused him to regard Carrissima more favourably than when he used to meet her, as a matter of course, once or twice every week. He had not seen her face for longer than a month, then only once after two or three months' separation. She came upon him now as a kind of revelation, the more because of her obvious anxiety on account of Colonel Faversham.
She assured her father that she had not forgotten, and eventually set out in excellent spirits; the optimism with which she was disposed to regard the world at large including Miss Rosser. Carrissima made her way to a florist's, and after hovering over various kinds of flowers for ten minutes, at last bought so many pink and yellow roses that she did not like to carry them through the streets.
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