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Updated: May 5, 2025
There were times when Kate wondered if the Miss Condrips were offered her by fate as a warning for her own future to be taken as showing her what she herself might become at forty if she let things too recklessly go. What was expected of her by others and by so many of them could, all the same, on occasion, present itself as beyond a joke; and this was just now the aspect it particularly wore.
If you don't know by this time what I hope for you, what I dream of my attachment being what it is it's no use my attempting to tell you." But Marian had in fact warmed to her work, and Kate was sure she had discussed Mr. Densher with the Miss Condrips. "If I name that person I suppose it's because I'm so afraid of him. If you want really to know, he fills me with terror.
But they were Condrips they had grown near the rose; they were almost like Bertie and Maudie, like Kitty and Guy. They talked of the dead to her, which Kate never did; it being a relation in which Kate could but mutely listen.
She was not only to quarrel with Merton Densher to oblige her five spectators with the Miss Condrips there were five; she was to set forth in pursuit of Lord Mark on some preposterous theory of the premium attached to success. Mrs. Lowder's hand had attached it, and it figured at the end of the course as a bell that would ring, break out into public clamour, as soon as touched.
She was to be let off hearing about Lord Mark so long as she made it good that she wasn't underhand about anybody else. She had denied everything and every one, she reflected as she went away and that was a relief; but it also made rather a clean sweep of the future. The prospect put on a bareness that already gave her something in common with the Miss Condrips.
Marian met her with a readiness that was practically pert. "To have it, first. Not, at any rate, to go on not having it. Then we should see." "We should indeed!" said Kate Croy. It was talk of a kind she loathed, but if Marian chose to be vulgar what was one to do? It made her think of the Miss Condrips with renewed aversion. "I like the way you arrange things I like what you take for granted.
She appeared in fact for the moment to take the position that Kate kept her in her "hole" and then heartlessly reflected on her being in it. Yet she didn't explain how she had picked up the report on which her sister had challenged her so that it was thus left to her sister to see in it, once more, a sign of the creeping curiosity of the Miss Condrips.
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