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She leant back and smiled at them under her lids, as the discussion flowed and ebbed round her, with an air of placid contempt and wonder at their excitement; and presently, murmuring something to Lady Clansford, who, as chaperone and deputy hostess was trying to coax them into some decision, she rose and went out to the terrace.
There were others there beside Lady Clansford most of them the young people it is, alas! only the young who can sleep through the bright hours of a summer's morn and a discussion on the programme of the day was being carried on with a babel of voices and much laughter.
You will find Lady Clansford presiding at the breakfast-table: I believe she has been sitting there amiable martyr as she is since the early dawn." She smiled at him with languid approval, as if he were some paid jester, and went into the breakfast-room.
The ball which Lady Clansford always gave about the middle of the season is generally a very brilliant affair; but this year it was more brilliant and, alas! more crowded than usual; for Lord Clansford was connected, as everybody knows, with the great Trans-African Company, and, as also everybody knows, that company had recovered from the blow dealt it by the rising of the natives, and was now flourishing beyond the most sanguine expectations of its owners; the Clansford coffers, not to mention those of many other persons, were overflowing, and Lord Clansford could afford a somewhat magnificent hospitality.
"Yes, I've met Lady Clansford and the Fitzharfords, of course; but most of them are too great and lofty. I mean that they are celebrated personages, out of my small track. One doesn't often meet Sir William Plaistow and Mr. Griffinberg at at homes and afternoon teas." Sir Stephen laughed. "Oh, well, you mustn't let them bore you, you know, my boy.
"That 'frock' as you call it, in your masculine ignorance, must have cost a small fortune." Stafford laughed. "We men always put our foot in it when we talk about a woman's dress," he said. A moment after, the dinner was announced, and Sir Stephen, who had come down at the last moment, as he went up to take in Lady Clansford, nodded to Stafford, and smiled significantly.
Heron of Herondale, the great heiress." Howard pricked up his ears, but maintained his languid and half-indifferent manner. "Miss Heron of Herondale," he said in his slow voice. "Don't think I've met her." "No? Dessay not. She doesn't go out much, and Lady Clansford thinks it's rather a feather in her cap getting her here to-night. When you see her you won't say I've over-praised her.
From the gallery of white-and-gold the famous band, every man of which was a musician, presently began to send forth the sweet strains of a Waldteufel waltz, and Stafford found Lady Clansford for the first dance.
Stafford was surprised, almost startled, but as he stood beside her, he was thinking, strangely enough, not so much of the singer as of the girl he was going to meet on the morrow. When she had finished, there was a general murmur of applause, and Lady Clansford glided to the piano and asked her to sing again. "You have a really wonderful voice, Miss Falconer.
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