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Updated: May 23, 2025
"Comtesse!" he began, when McGreggor knocked at the door. "Mr. Gurrage is calling you, ma'am," she said, in her heavy, Scotch voice, "and he seems in a hurry, ma'am." "Ambrosine!" echoed impatiently in the hall. "Why, it must be dressing-time!" said Antony, calmly, looking at his watch. "I must not keep you," and he quietly left the room as Augustus burst in from my bedroom door.
I have tried very hard to take an interest in the matter, but the numbness has returned. The oppression of the surroundings at Ledstone cramps my spirit. We have had several "parties" batches of Gurrage relations one or two really awful people. And some days ago I was bidden to write and invite the guests for the first big partridge drive.
I suspect the Marquis is as poor as we are, really, and that is why grandmamma could not leave me to him. I am glad he is staying, and now she seems quite her old self again, and I cannot believe she is going to die. However, whether or no, my destiny is fixed, and I shall have to marry Augustus Gurrage. I did not let myself think of what was to happen at the ball.
Gurrage coming up the drive. He insisted upon turning back and walking with me. He said it was "beastly hard luck" he has horrid phrases his being out when I came, and would I please not to walk so fast, as we should so soon arrive at the cottage, and he wanted to talk to me. I simply pranced on after that. I do not know why people should want to talk to one when one does not want to talk to them.
It must be the climate," I hazarded. "We cannot do it in England. Think of the terrible creature a girl with such parentage would be here. Picture her ankles and hands! And the self-consciousness, or the swagger, this situation would display!" I thought of Mrs. Dodd and the Gurrage commercial relations generally. "Yes, indeed," I said. "They are so adaptable," she continued.
This morning, the morning of the ball, while I was dusting the drawing-room, I went to the window, which was wide open, to shake out my duster, and there, loitering by the gate, was Mr. Gurrage at nine o'clock! What could he be doing? He jumped back as if he had seen me in my nightgown.
One does not know where it will end." She yawned a little after this, and Lord Tilchester shuffled up and sat down in the corner of the sofa near her. He has the manner of an awkward school-boy. "You are taking away every one's character, as usual, I suppose, Babykins," he chuckled. "What will Mrs. Gurrage think of it all, I wonder?"
During this I had been trying to talk to Miss Hoad, but she was so ill at ease and so taken up with looking round the room that we soon lapsed into silence. Presently I heard Mrs. Gurrage say she also had been busy examining the room: "Well, you have been good tenants, coverin' up the suite, but you've no call to do it.
You wouldn't be likely to soil it much, and I always say when you let a house furnished, you can't expect it to continue without wear and tear; so don't, please, bother to cover it with those old things. Lor' bless me, it takes me back to see it! It was my first suite after I married Mr. Gurrage, and we had a pretty place on Balham Hill.
Gurrage, and said how charitable she was and good-hearted, and then delicately, and as if it had no bearing upon the Gurrage case, hinted that in these days money was the only thing needed to make an agreeable society for one's self, and that in the future I must have plenty of amusement. Insensibly my heart became lightened.
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