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There was silence a moment, then Lord Grosville inquired: "What do you think of her?" "I?" said Ashe, with a laugh. "I don't know. She's obviously very pretty " "And a handful!" said Lord Grosville. "Oh, quite plainly a handful," said Ashe, rather absently. Then the memory of Kitty's entry recurred to them both, and they laughed. "Not much shyness left in that young woman eh?" said the old man.
"Ah, but the piano can be heard in the library, and your cousin Amy plays the harmonium " "Mon Dieu!" said Kitty. "We will be as quiet as mice. Or" she made a quick step in pursuit of her aunt "shall I come and sing, Aunt Lina?" Ashe, in his shelter behind Mary Lyster, fell into a silent convulsion of laughter. "No, thank you!" said Lady Grosville, hastily.
"Extremely pretty," said Ashe. "Really?" Mary lifted incredulous eyebrows. "Well, now I shall know what you admire." "Oh, my tastes are horribly catholic I admire so many people," said Ashe, with a glance at the well-dressed elegance beside him. Mary colored a little, unseen; and the rattle of the carriage as it entered the covered porch of Grosville Park cut short their conversation.
And there began straightway an excited duet between her and the Dean; a comparison of old and new, a rivalry of heroines, a hot and critical debate that presently silenced all other conversation in the room, and brought Lord Grosville to stand gaping and astounded behind the Dean, reflecting no doubt that this was not precisely the Dean of the Diocesan Conference.
But, like most accomplishments, these also brought their own conceit with them. Lord Grosville having, in his own opinion, done extremely well without much book education himself, had but little appreciation for it in others.
Lord Grosville received the remark with derision. "You ask my wife what she thinks about French convents. She knows she's had lots of Catholic relations. She'll tell you tales." Ashe thought, however, that he could trust himself to see that she did nothing of the sort. The smoking-room broke up late, but the new Under-secretary sat up still later, reading and smoking in his bedroom.
She became aware of the position of Madame d'Estrées in London; and one day, at a private view of the Academy, her former step-mother went up to her smiling, with out-stretched hand. Lady Alice turned very pale; the hand dropped, and Alice Wensleydale walked rapidly away. But that night, in the Grosville house, she spoke out. "She told Lina and myself the whole story.
And she seemed to have all sorts of mysterious understandings with him. Lord Grosville was certain they passed each other notes, and made assignations. And one night, on going up himself to bed very late, he had actually come upon the pair pacing up and down the long passage after midnight!
By-the-way, I suppose you have already seen her at that woman's?" "I met her a week or two ago, at Madame d'Estrées'," said Ashe, apparently preoccupied with something wrong in the set of his white waistcoat. "What did you think of her?" "A charming young lady," said Ashe, smiling. "What else should I think?" "A lamb thrown to the wolves," said Lady Grosville, grimly.
Grosville Park was rich in second-rate antiques; and there was a Greco-Roman head above the bookcase with which Ashe had been often compared. As he stood now leaning against the fireplace, the close-piled curls, and eyes somewhat "
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