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Numbers of English and some Austrians were chiseled, he affirmed showing their race but very few of other nations. Now some people would have said the Lady Ethelrida was too chiseled she might grow peaky, with old age. But no one could deny the extreme refinement of the young woman. She was strikingly fair, with silvery light hair that had no yellow in it; and kind, wise, gray eyes.
"I have left it all to Lady Ethelrida and my sisters-in-law," she said. "We are going to contrive things the whole afternoon, after lunch." Tristram came up behind them then, and the Crow stopped. "I was telling your wife she must give us the pleasure of seeing her hair down, to-night, for the Tomfools' dinner, but I can't get a promise from her.
"All weariness and satiety are caused in emotion; in pleasure in persons, places, or things; by the want of proportion in them somewhere which, like all simple things, is the hardest to find." "Do you make theories about everything, Mr. Markrute?" she asked, and there was a smile in her eye. "It is a wise thing to do sometimes; it keeps one from losing one's head." Lady Ethelrida did not answer.
But I had better warn Tristram, surprises are so unpleasant." Then, after a good deal of gush about "dear Lady Tancred's" prospective happiness in having a daughter-in-law, and "dear Tristram," Lady Highford's motor was announced, and she went. And when she had gone Lady Ethelrida sat down and wrote her cousin a note.
The Duke and Lady Ethelrida, Constance Radcliffe, and two men: an elderly politician, and another cousin of the family. She could certainly chatter about Tristram, and hear all she could. They were no sooner seated than she began: "Is not this wonderful news about your nephew, Duke?
It was certainly a mask this extraordinary and beautiful young woman was wearing, she felt, and presently, when Lady Coltshurst who had remained rather silently aloof, only fixing them all in turn with her long eyeglasses, drew the girls aside to talk to her by asking for news of their mother's headache, Ethelrida indicated she and Zara might sit down upon the nearest, stiff, French sofa; and as she clasped her thin, fine hands together, holding her pale gray gloves which she did not attempt to put on again, she said gently: "I hope we shall all make you feel you are so welcome, Zara may I call you Zara?
It was as well to be prepared for anything, he thought, which was most fortunate, as it afterwards turned out. He had meant to make her ask him to her sitting-room in any case, and his happiness was augmented, as they had talked in the picture gallery, when she did it of her own accord. Lady Ethelrida stood looking out of her window, in her fresh, white-paneled, lilac-chintzed bower.
I trust she won't prejudice your Aunt Jane." "Aunt Jane always thinks for herself," said Lady Ethelrida. She announced no personal opinion about Tristram's fiancé, nor could Lord Coltshurst extort one from her. As the dinner went on she felt a growing sense that they were all on the edge of a volcano.
Do you know where he is at the moment?" "He is in London, I believe. Then you really will stick to us and not be bored? How sweet of you!" Lady Ethelrida said without a change in her level voice while her thoughts ran: "It is very plucky of Laura; or, she has some plan! In any case I can't prevent her coming now, and perhaps it is best to get it over.
Ethelrida, if she left the ducal roof for the sake of his love, should find a palace worthy of her acceptance waiting for her. He had completely recovered his balance, upset a little the night before by the uncomfortable momentary fear about his niece.
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