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He attempted even to fee the widow, cautioning her against the fluttering, as he tendered to her, on his knees, a brooch as big as a breast-plate. She waved aside the breast-plate, declaring that the mourning ring which contained poor Greenow's final grey lock of hair, was the last article from a jeweller's shop which should ever find a place about her person.
I've had the greatest pleasure in getting up this little thing, and I'd made up my mind to propose Mrs Greenow's health; but, h'm, ha, no doubt it has been in better hands. Perhaps, considering all things, Bellfield might have waited." "With such a subject on my hands, I couldn't wait a moment." "I didn't interrupt you, Captain Bellfield, and perhaps you'll let me go on without interrupting me.
He was himself by no means a poor man, and he despised poverty in others. It was well that there should be poor gentry, in order that they might act as satellites to those who, like himself, had money. As to Mrs Greenow's money, there was no doubt. He knew it all to a fraction.
Both the men became talkative, if not good-humoured, under the effects of the brandy and water, and the Captain then communicated Mrs Greenow's invitation to Mr Cheesacre. He had had his doubts as to the propriety of doing so, thinking that perhaps it might be to his advantage to forget the message.
But Kate Vavasor's home was understood to be in her grandfather's house in Westmoreland. On the evening before they started for Switzerland, George and Kate walked from Queen Anne Street, where they had been dining with Alice, to Mrs Greenow's house.
Therefore the Captain was allowed to find a resting-place in Mrs Greenow's drawing-room; but on the return of the young ladies from church, he was not there, and the widow was alone, "looking back," she said, "to things that were gone; that were gone. But come, dears, I am not going to make you melancholy." So they had tea, and Mr Cheesacre's cream was used with liberality.
That was Mrs Greenow's doctrine on the subject of flirtation. Nethercoats We will leave Mrs Greenow with her niece and two sisters at Yarmouth, and returning by stages to London, will call upon Mr Grey at his place in Cambridgeshire as we pass by. I believe it is conceded by all the other counties, that Cambridgeshire possesses fewer rural beauties than any other county in England.
He and Cheesacre were placed at the top and bottom of the table, so that they might do the work of carving; and the ladies sat at the sides. Mrs Greenow's hospitality was very good. The dinner was exactly what a dinner ought to be for four persons. There was soup, fish, a cutlet, a roast fowl, and some game. Jeannette waited at table nimbly, and the thing could not have been done better.
Mrs Greenow's appetite was not injured by her grief, and she so far repressed for the time all remembrance of her sorrow as to enable her to play the kind hostess to perfection. Under her immediate eye Cheesacre was forced into apparent cordiality with his friend Bellfield, and the Captain himself took the good things which the gods provided with thankful good-humour.
He was possessed by an undefined idea that Kate had snubbed him, and as Kate's fortune was, as he said, literally nothing, he was not at all disposed to court her favour at the expense of such suffering to himself. "I'm not quite sure that I'll dance myself," said he, seating himself in a corner of the tent by Mrs Greenow's side.
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