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The girl dropped into a chair, and looked across the table at her visitor, with a sudden change of mood and voice. "You say you won't have it, Lady Coryston. Well, that doesn't decide it for me and it wouldn't decide it for Arthur. But there's some one else won't have it." A pause. Miss Glenwilliam took up the fan again and played with it considering.
All the same she and her father were on the best of terms and perfectly understood each other. Among the brilliant creatures, however, who came and went, there was one who had conquered her. For Enid Glenwilliam, Marion felt the profound affection that often links the plain, scrupulous, conscientious woman to some one or other of the Sirens of her sex.
He makes blunders that would disgrace an undergraduate and doesn't care a rap so long as a hall-full of fools cheer him." "You usen't to talk like this!" "No because I had illusions," was the sharp reply. "Glenwilliam was one of them. Land! what does he know about land? what does a miner who won't learn! know about farming?
"Yes, it does. One must form opinions or burst. I can tell you, I judged Glenwilliam last night, as I sat listening to him." "Father thought it hardly one of his best speeches," said Marion, cautiously. "Sheer wallowing claptrap, wasn't it! I was ashamed of him, and sick of Liberalism, as I sat there. I'll go and join the Primrose League."
"For goodness' sake, mother, don't make a political speech!" He turned upon her with angry contempt. "That kind of thing does all very well to spout at an election but it won't do between you and me. I don't hate Glenwilliam there! The estates and the property and all we hold sacred, as you call it will last my time and his. And I jolly well don't care what happens afterward.
You have been meddling in my affairs! just as you have always meddled in them, for matter of that! But this time you've done it with a vengeance you've done it damnably!" He struck his hand upon a table near. "What right had you" he approached her threateningly "what earthly right had you to go and see Enid Glenwilliam yesterday, just simply that you might spoil my chances with her!
She had taken up an ostrich-feather fan a traditional weapon of the sex and waved it slowly to and fro, while she waited for her visitor to speak. "Miss Glenwilliam," began Lady Coryston, "you must no doubt have thought it a strange step that I should ask you for this conversation?" The tone of this sentence was slightly interrogative, and the girl on the grass nodded gravely.
And indeed his state of excitement and agitation appeared nothing less than pitiable to the friend who remembered the self-complacent young orator, the budding legislator of early April. "You are afraid of being misunderstood?" "If I attack her father, as mother wishes me to attack him," said the young man, with emphasis, looking up, "Enid Glenwilliam will never speak to me again.
"Look here, Marcia, do you think do you honestly think that I'm the aggressor in this family row?" "Oh, I don't know I don't know what to think!" Marcia covered her face with her hands. "It's all so miserable! " she went on, in a muffled voice. "And this Glenwilliam thing has come so suddenly! Why, he hardly knew her, when he made that speech in the House six weeks ago!
Are you really going to see mother this afternoon?" "Certainly. "I don't want to talk any more about all the dreadful things you've been doing," said Marcia, with sisterly dignity. "I know it wouldn't be any good. But there's one thing I must say. I do beg of you, Corry, not to say a word to mamma about about Arthur and Enid Glenwilliam. I know you were at the Atherstones on Saturday!"
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