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Gorst and Miss Majendie at the back of this discussion, and he was very curious to know what it might be. Anne recoiled from the veiled condemnation of his face more than she had from its open intimations. She was not clever enough to see that the clever Canon had simply laid a trap for her. She was now convinced that there was something that he knew.
For one thing, Lord Cromer had laid down his proconsulate in 1907 and had been succeeded by Sir Eldon Gorst. The new ruler represented the ideas of British Liberalism, now in power, which wished to appease Egyptian unrest by conciliation instead of by Lord Cromer's autocratic indifference.
Her pause was meant to banish the idea of Mr. Gorst from Edith's mind, but it only served to fix it more securely there. "Edith," she said presently, "I will keep my promise." "Which promise?" Edith was mystified. Her mind unwillingly renounced the idea of Mr. Gorst, and the promise could not possibly refer to him. "The promise I made to you about Walter."
Not that he talked very much to anybody. Now and then the Canon's niece, Mildred Wharton, the pretty girl on his left, moved him to a high irrelevance, in those rare moments when she was not absorbed in Mr. Gorst. Pretty Mildred and Mr. Gorst were flirting unabashed behind the roses, and it struck Anne that the Canon kept an alarmed and watchful eye upon their intercourse.
The Eliotts and the Gardners those are the people who should have been your friends, not the Hannays and the Ransomes; and not, believe me, darling, Mr. Gorst." For a moment Edith unveiled the tragic suffering in her eyes. It passed, and left her gaze grave and lucid and serene. "What do you know of Mr. Gorst?" "Enough, dear, to see that he isn't fit for you to know."
The Maoris had chants about it, and in their legends it was described as "Bed-fellow of earth-shaking thunder." 'Very well, Sir John Gorst replied to their grand title by another in Maori, signifying: "The Lonely Sparrow on the House Top." This, of course, was suggested by the Scriptures, and its force of contrast at once tickled the Maori sense of humour.
"Your reputation? Your reputation, I assure you, is in no danger from poor Gorst." "Is it not? My friends the Eliotts will not receive him." "There's no reason why they should." "Is there any reason why I should? Do you want me to be less fastidious than they are? You forget that I was brought up with very fastidious people. My father wouldn't have allowed me to speak to a man like Mr. Gorst.
Every time she dined in Thurston Square, she felt that she had thrown down her gage; every time that Majendie invited Gorst, she felt that he stooped to pick it up. Thus unconsciously she breathed hostility, and was suspicious of hostility in him.
He was not in the least distressed by Anne's absences. He believed that she was thoroughly enjoying both her own protest and Mrs. Eliott's society. And the arrangement really solved the problem nicely. Otherwise the whole thing was trivial to him. He remained unaware of the tremendous spiritual conflict that was being waged round the person of the unhappy Gorst.
Their attack was directed to the part of the line from the southern end of Sanctuary Wood to Mount Gorst, about a mile, which included Armagh Wood, Observatory Hill, and Mount Gorst itself. The attack went quickly and the men expected greater trouble.
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