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The cab was crowded with Lucy's luggage, and David, in new clothes to please his wife, felt himself, as the cab door closed upon them, a trapped and miserable man. What had possessed Lord Driffield to send that unlucky note? For Lord Driffield himself David had a grateful and real affection.
'The husband may be interesting Driffield says he is but I defy anybody to get anything out of the wife. It occurred to Marcia that nobody had been very anxious to make the attempt. But she only said aloud: 'I'm sure she is very shy. What a pity she wears that kind of dress! She might be quite pretty in something else.
So do I; and an occasional descent upon country houses amuses me. It especially entertains me to make Lady Driffield talk politics. 'She must be very Conservative, said Lucy, heartily. Conservatism stood in her mind for the selfish exclusiveness of big people. Her father had always been a bitter Radical. 'Oh dear no not at all!
'Look here, Lucy! he said, laying down his pipe, and stretching out his free hand to her, 'don't say those things. They hurt me, and you don't mean them. Come and sit down a moment, and let's make up our minds about Lord Driffield. Unwillingly she let herself be drawn down beside him on the garden bench. These quarrels and reproaches were becoming a necessity and a pleasure to her.
Sometimes she tried to interest herself in the splendid room, with its hangings of pale flowered silk, its glass cases, full of historical relics, miniatures, and precious things, representing the long and brilliant past of the house of Driffield, the Sir Joshuas and Romneys, which repeated on the walls the grace and physical perfection of some of the living women below.
Looking back upon it, Lucy could not remember that for her there had been any conversation going or coming; but it is quite possible that her memory of Benet's Park was even more pronounced than in reality. David and Lord Driffield came in when lunch was half over, and afterwards there was a general strolling into the garden.
'I am afraid you must be tired, she said; 'you look so. Lady Driffield also shook hands, but, with constitutional gaucherie, she did not second Mrs. Wellesdon's remark; she stood by silent and stiff. 'Oh, no, thank you, said Lucy, hurriedly, 'I am quite well. When she had disappeared, the other two walked on. 'What a stupid little thing! said Lady Driffield.
'Who has been looking after you? he said, instantly reproaching himself for the enjoyment of his own afternoon. 'I have been here since three o'clock. 'And nobody gave you any tea? he asked, flushing. 'No, I went down, but there was nobody in the drawing-room. I suppose the footman thought nobody was in. 'Where was Lady Driffield?
We have backed him up through this election. He is not a bad fellow at all, though about as much of a Liberal at heart as this hedge, and Mrs. Shepton struck it lightly with the parasol she carried. 'My husband thinks we got him in by the skin of his teeth. So Lady Driffield asks us periodically, and behaves herself, more or less. My husband likes Lord Driffield.
Edwardes and Colonel Danby passed Mrs. Grieve by, in quest of metal more attractive; Lord Driffield, the Dean, Canon Aylwin, and David stood absorbed in conversation; while Lady Driffield transferred her attentions to Mr. Shepton, and the husband of the lady by the fire walked up to her, insisting, somewhat crossly, on waking her. Lucy was once more left alone.
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