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Tapple, breathing hard and curtseying profoundly to the 'future Dook' declared she ''adn't heard nothink, and ''adn't 'ad no orders. Miss Vancourt's letters and telegrams all went up to the Manor as usual. Whereupon, still guided by the astute Longford, Roxmouth so far obeyed Maryllia's parting suggestion as to go and 'kindly call' upon Lady Wicketts and Miss Fosby at the Manor itself.
All this was very sweet and touching on the part of Miss Fosby, so far as Miss Fosby alone was concerned. To her there was but one woman in the world, and that was Lady Wicketts. But the majority of people saw Lady Wicketts in quite another light. They knew she had been, in her time, as unprincipled as beautiful, and that she had 'gone the pace' more openly than most of her class.
Louis Gigue played wonderful improvisations on the piano that evening, and Cicely sang so brilliantly and ravishingly that had she then stood on the boards of the Paris Grand Opera, she would have created a wild 'furore. Lady Wicketts knitted placidly; she was making a counterpane, which no doubt someone would reluctantly decide to sleep under and Miss Fosby embroidered a cushion cover for Lady Wicketts, who already possessed many of these articles wrought by the same hand.
Gigg have also left," said Primmins. "I suppose Miss Vancourt went with them?" "No, sir." This was baffling. "Lady Wicketts is staying here, I believe," murmured Roxmouth "Can I er?" "Her ladyship has the neuralgy and is lying down, my lord," and an acute observer might have noticed the tremor of a wink in Primmins' eye "Miss Fosby is in the drawing-room."
Sir Morton snorted contempt; Mr. Longford coughed discreetly. "Miss Vancourt has not yet ripened sufficiently to bear comparison with Lady Wicketts," he said, smoothly "or with Miss Fosby. But I think, Miss Pippitt, there is a great deal in what you say!" Miss Tabitha bowed, and smiled a vinegary smile. "Lady Wicketts has a fine mind very fine! Her husband, Sir Thomas "
Walden's bones, and that Mr. Walden wishes Sir Morton Pippitt were miles away from him! They shouldn't have faced each other. But how very, very superior to all the lot Mr. Walden looks! he really IS handsome! he has such an intellectual head. There's Gigue chattering away to poor old Miss Fosby! oh dear! Miss Fosby will never understand him! What a motley crew!
In my time it was just big enough to support two traders, not counting old man Fosby, who had sort of retired and laid down life's burden in a Kanaka shack, where if he did anything at all it was making bonito hooks for his half-caste family or playing the accordion with his trembly old fingers.
With a profound sigh Roxmouth glanced at Longford. That gentleman smiled a superior smile. "We should like to see Miss Fosby." Primmins at once threw open the door more widely. "This way, if you please!" In another moment they were ushered into the presence of Miss Fosby, who, laying aside her embroidery, rose with punctilious ceremony to receive them.
Now this dream was over, and he could willingly have thrown plates and dishes and anything else that came handy at the very name of Maryllia for her 'impudence' as he called it, in leaving them all in the lurch. "It will be quite easy to ascertain where she has gone," said Marius Longford presently, in soft conciliatory accents "Lady Wicketts will probably know, and Miss Fosby "
But Miss Fosby still recognised the 'Shepherdess, the 'Madonna' and the 'Girl with Lilies, in the decaying composition of her friend, and Miss Fosby was something of a bore in consequence, though the constancy of her devotion to a totally unworthy object was quaintly pathetic in its way.
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