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Updated: July 6, 2025
I thought I heard wheels." Mrs. Alcot rose, and they strolled back towards the house. "And the party?" resumed Darrell. "Not particularly thrilling. Lord Grosville " "Also, I presume, en garçon." Mrs. Alcot smiled. " the Manleys, Lady Tranmore, Miss French, the Dean of Milford and his wife, Eddie Helston " "That, I understand, is Lady Kitty's undergraduate adorer?"
"And after that absurd exhibition last night!" said Lady Grosville, with a shrug. "You never know where to have her. You think she looked ill?" "I am sure she has got a splitting headache," said Ashe, boldly. "And why you and Grosville shouldn't be as sorry for her as for Lady Alice I can't imagine. She's done nothing." "No, that's true," said Lady Grosville, as she rose.
But, after all, what did such garbage matter? It would of course be a comfort to thrash the editor. But our modern life breeds such creatures, and they have to be borne. He let himself into a silent house. His letters lay on the hall-table. Among them was a handwriting which arrested him. He remembered, yet could not put a name to it. Then he turned the envelope. "H'm. Lady Grosville!"
When the ladies rose, Lady Grosville led the way to the large drawing-room, a room which, like the library, had some character, and a thin elegance of style, not, however, warmed and harmonized by the delightful presence of books. The walls, blue and white in color, were panelled in stucco relief.
As to what the relations between her and Lord Blackwater might have been before the death of the wife, Lord Grosville took a frankly uncharitable view. But when that event occurred, Blackwater was beginning to get old, and Miss Fitzgerald had become necessary to him. She pressed all her advantages, and it ended in his marrying her.
After dinner she insisted on table-turning, and Lord Grosville was dragged breathless through the drawing-room window, in pursuit of a table that broke a chair and finally danced upon a flower-bed. His theology was harassed by these proceedings and his digestion upset. The Dean took it with smiles; but then the Dean was a Latitudinarian.
A good many of us were mad and I sometimes think I see more than eccentricity in Kitty." "Who was Madame d'Estrées?" said Ashe. Why should he wince so at the girl's name? in that hard mouth? Lady Grosville smiled. "Well, I can tell you a good deal about that," she said. "Ah! another time!" For the door opened, and in came a group of guests, with a gush of talk and a rustling of silks and satins.
It's not worth while. But I know that Grosville House can help Kitty. So! " Her gesture, half ironical, half resigned, completed the sentence. "Does Lady Kitty like society?" "Kitty likes anything that flatters or excites her." "Then of course she likes society. Anybody as pretty as that " "Ah! how sweet of you!" said Madame d'Estrées, softly "how sweet of you! I like you to think her pretty.
"Well, I can answer for myself," said Grosville after a pause. "This happened three months ago. I never have told, and never shall tell, all the details as she told them to us. But we have let enough be known " "Enough? enough to damn Madame d'Estrées?" "Oh, well, as far as the women were concerned, she was mostly that already. There are other tales going about. I expect you know them."
And then the library door closed behind her. "Kindness" was indeed, that afternoon, the order of the day, as from the Grosvilles to Lady Kitty. Ashe wondered how she liked it. The girls followed her about with shawls. Lady Grosville installed her on a sofa in the back drawing-room.
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