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Kerner was thunderstruck at recognizing from her description a Weinsberg lawyer who had been dead for some years and was thought to have defrauded a client out of a large sum of money. Eagerly he plied Frederica with questions, among other things asking her to endeavor to locate the paper of which the ghost spoke. "I see it," said she, dreamily.
But I'd really like it very much if you would let me walk along with you." "Why," she said, "of course! I'd like it too. Come along." At twenty minutes after seven that evening, Frederica Whitney was about as nearly dressed as she usually was ten minutes before the hour at which she had invited guests to dinner not quite near enough dressed to prevent a feeling that she had to hurry.
"O but it makes people look so handsome! Frederica looks like she is a real beauty! I should like to be dressed so. Daisy, don't you suppose queens and ladies, like those in the pictures, are always dressed so?" "I suppose they put on nightgowns when they go to bed," said Ella Stanfield soberly. "They can't always be dressed so." "O but, I mean, when they are up.
As I say, I was a good deal that way myself, though a half-hour's steady raving was enough for me. But poor old Jim! She isn't one little bit crazy about him, either unfortunately." "Unfortunately!" thought Frederica. This was rather illuminating. The Randolphs' love-match had been regarded as establishing a sort of standard of excellence.
Some days past and he came back to Frederica, pretending that he could not make his way through, nor by, the fleet without being discovered and captured.
"Well, claret might do for once in a way," he conceded, shaking his long legs to take the creases out of his trousers, "and you mightn't find Father Sweeny so anxious to repeat the dose and that mightn't be any harm either! I daresay you wouldn't object to that, Frederica! Well, good-bye, ladies! I'm going down to the kennels "
Lady Kenton had a manner such as to smooth away shyness, and, with tact that perceived with what kind of nature she had to deal, managed to make the tea-table serve only as a renewal of acquaintance with Frederica, and an introduction to Sir Edward, after which Mary was taken to the schoolroom and made known to the governess, a kindly, sensible woman, who, according to previous arrangement, made the visitor free of her domains as a refuge.
We wouldn't exchange for anything. Yet, we used to have long arguments. I've said that Martin was more interesting, witty, you know, and all that, than John. And Frederica says John is more interesting than Martin. Oh, just to talk to, I mean. Not about anything in particular, but when you haven't anything else to do." She paused long enough to take a tentative sip or two of boiling hot tea.
You're to be as civil as be damned to old Frederica, and tell Barty he's to fix up with Larry to come here what day is this to-day is? Thursday? Tell him I'll be in on Sunday afternoon, and I want to talk to him on very special business. Now, will you remember that?"
But the effect of this was, really, very happy; because when a perfectly presentably clad, well-bred, admirably poised young girl came into the room and greeted her neither shyly nor eagerly, nor with any affectation of ease, a girl who didn't try to pretend it wasn't a critical moment for her but was game enough to meet it without any evidences of panic when Frederica realized that this was the Rose whom Rodney had been telling her about, she fell in love with her on the spot.
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