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The Ransomes came, and she dined with Mrs. Eliott. Mr. Eliott. She began to wonder whether the Eliotts' hospitality would stand the strain. She also wondered whether her other friends in Thurston Square were wondering; and what Canon Wharton must think of it. It had not occurred to her to wonder what Mr. Gorst would think. At first he thought nothing of it.
Measuring her services with those of the disreputable Mr. Gorst, it seemed to her that she was amply making up. She had a hatred of moral indebtedness, as of any other, and she loved to spend. In reckoning the love she had spent so lavishly on Edie, she had not allowed for the amount of forgiveness that Edie had spent on her.
He watched for Maggie in dark lanes, and followed her through the fields at evening, till one evening he made her turn and follow her heart and him. And so Maggie went on her predestined way. For after him there was the gentleman who came to Madame Ponting's, and after him, Mr. Gorst, who came to Evans's, and after Mr.
Where does the woman live?" He took down the address on the visiting-card that Gorst gave him. Between six and seven that evening he presented himself at one of many tiny, two-storied, red brick and stucco houses that stood in a long flat street, each with a narrow mat of grass laid before its bay-window.
Johnston only cares about the Pope, and cheers Mr. Hardie simply as a possible obstruction to Mr. Gladstone. Ill-omened welcomes these for a friend of Labour. Sir John Gorst occupies a curious position in his own party.
There's another fellow who'd marry her, if she'd have him, but she won't. That's it." "Because she's fond of you, I suppose?" "Oh, I don't know about being fond," said Gorst sulkily. "She's fond of anybody." "And what do you want me to do?" "I'd be awfully glad if you'd go and see her." "See her?" "Yes, and explain the situation. I can't. She won't let me. She goes mad when I try.
You simply lump us all together as a bad lot. And so we may be, compared with the angels and the saints. But there are degrees. If Gorst isn't as good as as Edie, it doesn't necessarily follow that he's bad." "Please I would rather not argue the point. But I am not going to have anything to do with Mr. Gorst." "Of course not. You disapprove of him. There's nothing more to be said."
Chamberlain got up to base an attack on Mr. Mellor for this judgment. There was a delighted howl from the young Tory bloods who had been obstructing so shamelessly throughout the evening. Mr. Chamberlain's example was followed by Mr. Balfour, by Sir John Gorst in short, the whole Tory and Unionist pack were in full cry after the Chairman.
He ought to have known what was due to the woman he had married. If he did not, she said to herself sorrowfully, he must learn. She never doubted that he would learn completely when he was once persuaded that she had meant what she had said; when he saw that he was driving her out of the house by inviting Mr. Gorst into it. To her the question was of supreme importance.
As Majendie declined more and more on his inferior friendships, Anne became more and more dependent on the Eliotts and the Gardners. Her evenings would have been intolerable without them. Edith no longer needed her. Edith, they still said, was growing better, or certainly no worse; and Mr. Gorst spent his evenings in Prior Street with Edie.
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