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Lady Grenellen went into a fit of laughter. "You are perfectly mad about those horrid pigs!" she told her. Lady Lambourne interrupted again, in a dignified voice. "Human nature was not the same in my day as you call it Mrs. "We lived much more simply, and enjoyed our pleasures and did our duties, and stayed at home more."
"Why don't you get in, Gurrage?" he said, "It is horribly cold with the door open." Augustus is not clever under these circumstances. He has no sang-froid, and is inclined to become ill-tempered. At the last moment, before the train started, Lady Grenellen tore down the platform. Augustus rushed to meet her, and the guard slammed our door.
Imperceptibly the conversation changed, and we were discussing the war news when the double doors of the dining-room opened. Augustus looked very flushed in the face and unattractive as he came towards us, but Lady Grenellen moved her skirts and made room for him on her sofa. She smiled at him divinely, and was perfectly lovely to him as friendly and caressing as if he were an equal.
Their manner had complete assurance, without a trace of self-consciousness. Lady Grenellen had told us all their history. Not a possible drop of blood bluer than a navvy's could circulate in their veins, and yet their wrists were fine, their heads were small, and their general appearance was that of gentlewomen.
It was because she seemed so great and noble, and utterly apart from all these things. Had it been Babykins or Lady Grenellen, or any other woman, this discovery would have made no difference to me. I did not doubt that Antony loved me, and me only, now. He had been "not wearyingly faithful," like the rest of his world, that was all. But she Lady Tilchester my friend!
Before the party said good-night, the meanest observer could have told that things were going at sixes and sevens, no one doing exactly what was expected of them. Signs of disturbance showed as early as the few minutes before dinner. Lord Luffton was openly seeking the society of the heiress, with no regard to the blandishments of Lady Grenellen.
I had paid the bill. I wrote the check and despatched it the night I found it, and now the receipt also lay beside the letters. I tied them together and sealed the bundle with Augustus's seal. I put the receipted bill with them, and enclosed the whole packet in another envelope, and addressed it to Lady Grenellen. I had not answered her letter of sympathy. This would be my answer.
Lady Grenellen left just before us. She did not take the least notice of me, but she talked in a caressing way to Augustus, and I heard him say: "Now, you won't forget! It is a bargain!" in the most empressé voice, as he pulled his head out of the carriage-window. For the first mile or two of our journey neither of us spoke.
Then, struck by some look in my face, she said, "The Viscountess Grenellen, is it not?" The elder vendeuse, who probably knew Lady Grenellen by sight, was green with apprehension that some shocking gaff had been committed. For one second I hesitated, then: "The things I have ordered are for Lady Grenellen," I said, calmly. Mercifully we are about the same height.
I understood that was sheer foolishness, and Lord Edam did not even pretend to care for her." Lady Lambourne looked daggers and remained speechless. "What scandalous things you are all saying," laughed Lady Grenellen from her sofa. "Letitia, you are sitting there and being epigrammatic, just like the people in those unreal society plays they had last year.
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