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She had fleeced Molly very considerably, but she wanted her to have her money's worth, and go away content. It would take long to carry conviction as to the actual good and the possibility of further good there was in Mrs. Delaport Green. Out of reach of certain temptations she might have been quoted as a positive model of goodness and unselfish brightness.
Of the party were Molly and her chaperone and Sir Edmund Grosse. By this time Mrs. Delaport Green had made up her mind that Molly had decidedly better become Lady Grosse, and she felt that it would be a pleasing and honourable conclusion to the season if the engagement were announced before she and Molly parted.
Delaport Green had made a masterly descent just in time for dinner. Molly smiled at the thought when alone in her room. A beautiful tea-gown had expressed the invalid, and was most becoming. "Every one has been so kind, dear Lady Groombridge; really, it is a temptation to be ill in this house everything so perfectly done." Lady Groombridge most distinctly grunted.
It is so among all sets of human beings: the Canon was no acrid critic of religious persons, only he had always found them to be quite human. The immediate cause of the acute trouble the Canon was going through to-day had been a visit of the day before from Mrs. Delaport Green.
She sometimes heard the voice of Rose or of Billy or of Mrs. Delaport Green, but not Sir Edmund's, and she naturally thought he was listening, whereas part of the time he was reading a review. But as the ladies were going up to bed, he said, looking into the large, grey eyes: "Who said she could do nothing but run like a deerhound and bandage like a surgeon?
"Oh, no, Carey! it would soon become quite intolerable; it isn't real life, only a pause; and now, Carey, I am going to live!" The sun presently set lower and more grey than they had expected; the wind felt sharper, and Molly shivered. Nature was unbearable without its gilding. Mrs. Delaport Green had been to Egypt for the winter, and came back, refreshed as a giant, for life in London.
That the Delaport Greens were very rich, or lived as if they were very rich, had from the first surprised the "paying guest." Lately it had become evident to her that if Adela had not been addicted to cards, Molly would never have been established in her house. She had found out by now that Mr.
The tall figure moved slowly, lazily, down the room towards her, holding the Times in one hand. "It's not Oriental," he said, "it's Lowestoft." "Ah!" said Rose absently. She felt the eyes whose sadness had been apparent even to Mrs. Delaport Green looking her over with a quick scrutiny.
Delaport Green was coming forth on the terrace, preceded by these words in her clear staccato voice. "Do you think," said Rose very gently to Edmund, "that we might go down into the wood?" Presently Molly fell behind Lady Groombridge and Mrs. Delaport Green as they walked along the terrace, and leant on the wall and looked at the view by herself.
Delaport Green, who was known to a former pupil of Miss Carew's, and at length Molly went out of the rooms with the northern aspect, and drove through the wood that sheltered under the shoulder of the great green hill, with nothing about her to recall the child who had come in there for the first time fourteen years ago, except that she still had the look of one who waits for other circumstances and other people.
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