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Suddenly Barbara, pointing to the floor, cried: "Oh! Granny, for Heaven's sake, stand still; haven't you squashed the hornet enough, even if he did come in where he hadn't any business?" Lady Casterley looked down at the debris of the insect. "Disgusting!" she said; but when she next spoke it was in a less hard, more querulous voice. "That man what was his name have you got rid of him?"
"You haven't seen her, my dear. A most unfortunately attractive creature quite a charming face." Agatha said quietly: "Mother, if she was divorced, I don't think Eustace would." "There's that, certainly," murmured Lady Valleys; "hope for the best!" "Don't you even know which way it was?" said Lady Casterley. "Well, the vicar says she did the divorcing.
If Lady Casterley had planned this disclosure, which indeed she had not, for the impulse had only come over her at the sound of Courtier's laugh, she could not have, devised one more effectual, for there was deep down in him all a wanderer's very real distrust, amounting almost to contempt, of people so settled and done for; as aristocrats or bourgeois, and all a man of action's horror of what he called puking and muling.
What is her real name?" "Mrs. something Lees Noel." "How long has she been there?" "About a year, I think." "And you don't know anything about her?" Lord Valleys raised his shoulders. "Ah!" said Lady Casterley; "exactly! You're letting the thing drift. I shall go down myself. I suppose Gertrude can have me? What has that Mr. Courtier to do with this good lady?" Lord Valleys smiled.
This having been accomplished, they proceeded in the direction of Mrs. Noel's cottage. At sight of it, Lady Casterley said: "I shall put my foot down. It's out of the question for a man of Miltoun's prospects. I look forward to seeing him Prime Minister some day." Hearing Barbara's voice murmuring above her, she paused: "What's that you say?"
Having small liking now for leaving home, even for Catton, her country place, she was still at Ravensham, where Lord Dennis had come up to stay with her as soon as Miltoun had left Sea House. But Lady Casterley was never very dependent on company. She retained unimpaired her intense interest in politics, and still corresponded freely with prominent men.
Had it been any other of her grandchildren she would not have hesitated, but there was that in Miltoun which held even Lady Casterley in check, and only once during the four hours of travel did she attempt to break down his reserve. She did it in a manner very soft for her was he not of all living things the hope and pride of her heart?
"Ha!" said Lady Casterley, and led on at her brisk pace towards the avenue. All the way down the drive she discoursed on woodcraft, glancing sharply at the trees. Forestry she said-like building, and all other pursuits which required, faith and patient industry, was a lost art in this second-hand age. Here, at Monkland, they were monstrously neglected.
Instinct, and a general softness told her that she was back to back with her granddaughter. "Let me go!" she gasped; "let me go!" And suddenly she felt herself being propelled by that softness forward towards the stile. "Shoo!" she said; "shoo!" "Granny," Barbara's voice came, calm and breathless, "don't! You only excite him! Are we near the stile?" "Ten yards," panted Lady Casterley.
Barbara having departed with a quizzical look, Lady Casterley patted the rustic seat, and said: "Do come and sit down, I want to talk to you:" Mrs. Noel obeyed. And at once Lady Casterley perceived that "she had a most difficult task before her. She had not expected a woman with whom one could take no liberties.
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