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"I am sorry it has happened, however," he said, "not only because one does not wish to leave Detchworth, but because I shall miss Lady Mallowe and Lady Joan, who are to be at Asshawe Holt next week. I particularly wanted to see them." Miss Alicia glanced at Tembarom to see what he would do. He spoke before he could catch her glance.
Thank you, thank you. If I may turn up on Thursday I shall be delighted." There was satisfaction in this at least in the observant gray eye when he went away. Dinner at Detchworth Grange was most amusing that evening. His relation of anecdotes, of people and things, was distinguished by a manner which subtly declined to range itself on the side of vulgar gossip.
"You haven't been to Detchworth yet?" Palliser inquired. "No, not yet," answered Tembarom. The Granthams were of those who had not yet called. "It's an agreeable house. The Granthams are agreeable people." "Are there any young people in the family? " Tembarom asked. "Young people? Male or female? " Palliser smilingly put it. Suddenly it occurred to him that this might give him a sort of lead.
"Wipe up the earth" was entirely new to everybody, though even the country in England was at this time by no means wholly ignorant of American slang. This led to so many other things both mirth-provoking and serious, even sometimes very serious indeed, that the entire evening at Detchworth was filled with talk of Temple Barholm.
She was the best of unobtrusive hostesses. Palliser talked of his visit at Detchworth, which had been shortened because he had gone to "fit in" and remain until a large but uncertain party turned up. It had turned up earlier than had been anticipated, and of course he could only delicately slip away.
There was a hint of uncertainty in the observant gray eye. The fact was that he realized in the space of five minutes that he knew his ground even less than he had supposed he did. He had not spent his week at Detchworth Grange without making many quiet investigations, but he had found out nothing whatever. The new man was an ignoramus, but no one had yet seemed to think him exactly a fool.
Such of his facts as rested upon the foundation of experience did not include multimillionaires and their resources. Captain Palliser passed lightly to Temple Barholm and its neighborhood. He knew places and names, and had been to Detchworth more than once. He had never visited Temple Barholm, and his interest suggested that he would like to walk through the gardens.
The people of Detchworth Grange were not noisy people, but their laughter was unrestrained before the recital was finished. Nobody had gone so far as either to fear or to hope for anything as undiluted in its nature as this was. "Then he won't give us a chance, the least chance," cried Lucy and Amabel almost in unison. "We are out of the running."
His effect was that of height, finished slenderness of build, and extremely well-cut garments. He was no longer young, and he had smooth, thin hair and a languidly observant gray eye. "I have been staying at Detchworth Grange," he explained when he had shaken hands with the new Temple Barholm and Miss Alicia. "It gave me an excellent opportunity to come and pay my respects."
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