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A frankly barbarous ceremony, where there was no pretence of refinement and propriety and so forth, would be infinitely less revolting." "Which your language is plain," observed Lady Engleton, much amused. "I hope so. Didn't you see how it all hurt that poor girl? One of her training too suspended in mid air not an earthward glance. You know Mrs. Jordan's views on the education of girls.
The only means of procuring the indispensable afternoon tea was to go on to the Red House, which Mrs. Temperley proposed that they should all do. "And is there no shaking your decision about the Priory, Professor Theobald?" Lady Engleton asked as they descended the steps. The Professor's quick glance sought Mrs. Temperley's before he answered. "I confess to feeling less heroic this afternoon."
"It is that which was that seems to you astonishing, not that which is to be," Lady Engleton commented, pensively. "For my part I confess I am frightened, almost terrified at times, at that which is to be." "I am frightened, terrified, so that the thought becomes unbearable, at that which is," said Hadria. There was a long silence. Lady Engleton appeared to be again plunged in thought.
Women made too much of difficulties, she thought. Somehow people had managed to overcome obstacles. Look at and then followed a list of shining examples. "I believe you would blame a modern woman who imitated them," said Mrs. Temperley. "These women have the inestimable advantage of being dead." "Ah, yes," Lady Engleton agreed, with a laugh, "we women may be anything we like in the last century."
"My dear, my dear, we are in a churchyard," remonstrated Lady Engleton, half laughing. "We are at this grave," said Hadria. "The poor woman would have been among the first to approve of the whole scheme, though it places her here beneath the daisies." "Exactly. Am I not justified then in crying 'fool'? Don't imagine that I exclude myself," she added.
'We've been robbed, he cries, 'robbed! Down gets the others, and all around the old man telling their story, and what they had lost, and how they was all as good as ruined; till at last Old Engleton says, says he, 'How about Oglethorpe? says he. 'Ay, says the others, 'how about the guard? Well, with that we bousted him down, as white as a rag and all blooded like a sop. I thought he was dead.
"Imagine," she continued with diabolical deliberation, "if Marion, on any day previous to this, had gone to her mother and expressed an overpowering maternal instinct a deep desire to have a child!" "Good heavens!" exclaimed Lady Engleton. "Why so shocked, since it is so holy?" "But that is different."
"Or what is worse, by giving ourselves rheumatism," added Lord Engleton. "What grumbling creatures men are!" exclaimed his wife, "and what pleasures they lose for themselves and make impossible for others, by this stupid habit of dwelling upon the disadvantages of a situation, instead of on its charms."
Engleton turned his head. "Yes," he answered, "I am well enough. What of it?" "We'd better have an understanding," Cecil said. "Have it, then, and be d d to you!" Engleton answered. "You won't get me alive down into that place again. If you are going to try, try." "Come," Cecil said, "there is no need to talk like that. Why not pass your word to treat this little matter as a joke?
I was working at it when Claude Moreton and Mrs. Jordan and Marion arrived, and I have been rather interrupted. That's the worst of visitors. One's little immortal works do get put aside, poor things." Lady Engleton broke into the light laugh that had become almost mechanical with her. "Your friends grudge the hours you spend in your studio," said Temperley.
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