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Fox-Moore felt, by any one else of 'their kind' she would never have consented to be drawn into Vida's absurd project. Of course it was absolutely essential to disguise the object of the outing from Mr. Fox-Moore.
Fox-Moore not alone a lugubrious memento mori sort of impression, but that more disquieting reminder of the ugly and over-elaborate thing life is to many an estimable soul. Janet Fox-Moore had the art of rubbing this dark fact in till, so to speak, the black came off. This device did not so much 'finish off' the neck of Mrs.
Fox-Moore did with the rest of his time was little known. A good deal of it was spent with a much younger bachelor brother near Brighton. At least, this was the family legend. In spite of his undoubted affection for his child, little of his leisure was wasted at home. When people looked at the sallow, smileless face of his wife they didn't blame him.
On those mornings when his health or his exertions the night previous did not prevent his appearance, there was little conversation at the Fox-Moore breakfast table, except such as was initiated by the only child of the marriage, a fragile girl of ten. Little Doris, owing to some obscure threat of hip-disease, made much of her progress about the house in a footman's arms.
Even when they heard the words these strange fellow-citizens used, meaning often failed to accompany sound. 'Oh, is that Mary? A rollicking young rough, with his hat on the extreme back of his head, began to sing, 'Molly Darling. ''Ow'd yer like the skilly? another shouted up at the girl. 'Skilly? whispered Mrs. Fox-Moore. Vida in turn shook her head.
Freddy forgets our unique ennobling influence; and the tall young woman laughed as she ran up the last half of the long flight of stairs. At the top she halted a moment, and called down to Mrs. Fox-Moore, who was examining the cards left the day before, 'Speaking of our powerful influence over our men-folk Mr. Freddy wasn't present, was he, when she aired her views? 'No. 'I thought not.
'Well, I assure you it's when you've got me to go with you on one of your Whitechapel raids that I feel most strongly how outrageous it is that, in addition to all my other advantages, I should buy self-approval by doing some tuppenny-ha'penny service to a toiling, starving fellow-creature. Mrs. Fox-Moore set down her coffee-cup. 'You mustn't suppose she began. 'No, no, Vida cut her short.
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