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But she had expressed herself unwilling to remain without him, explaining that the cousins might have the home in her absence, as well as they could in her presence; and he had given way. But, in truth, she had learned to hate her cousin Iphy Palliser with a hatred that was unreasonable, seeing that she did not also hate Alice Vavasor, who had done as much to merit her hatred as had her cousin.
"It's always easy to warm a small house like this," said Miss Palliser, whose Christian names, unfortunately for her, were Iphigenia Theodata, and who by her cousin and sister was called Iphy "and I suppose equally difficult to warm a large one such as Longroyston." The other Miss Palliser had been christened Euphemia.
I told Iphy the other day, and she answered me very gravely, that I might, if I chose, make myself good enough for the Pallisers. Even for the Pallisers! Isn't that beautiful?" Then Lady Glencora went on to say, that her husband intended to come up to London early in the session, and that she would accompany him.
I escaped at last by a violent effort, and am now passing my time innocently, I fear not so profitably as she would induce me to do, with Iphy Palliser. You remember Iphy. She is a good creature, and would fain turn even me to profit, if it were possible. I own that I am thinking of them all at Monkshade, and am in truth delighted that I am not there.
I want to hear your advice now." "I can only say ditto to Miss Palliser." "What! Iphy? About procrastination? But you see the more of my time he steals the better it is for me." "That's the evil you have got to cure." "My cousin Plantagenet suggested marriage." "A very good thing too, I'm sure," said Alice; "only it depends something on the sort of wife you get."
Nevertheless she hated Iphy Palliser for engaging herself in the same business. Lady Glencora looked to Alice to save her, and yet it may be doubted whether she did, in truth, wish to be saved. While she was at Matching, and before Mr Palliser had returned from Monkshade, a letter reached her, by what means she had never learned.
"Thank God, they can't do much in that way; not directly, I mean. Only think where we should be if we had a feminine House of Commons, with feminine debates, carried on, of course, with feminine courtesy. My cousins Iphy and Phemy there would of course be members. You don't know them yet?" "No; not yet. Are they politicians?" "Not especially.
Iphy certainly does get off the greater number, and I'm told crosses quite as often as Phemy, but then she has the advantage of a bolder and larger hand." "Do they write to you?" "Oh, dear no. I don't think they ever write to any relative. They don't discuss family affairs and such topics as that. Architecture goes a long way with them, and whether women ought to be clerks in public offices.
Iphy has certain American correspondents that take up much of her time, but she acknowledges she does not read their letters." "Then I certainly shall not write to her." "But you are not American, I hope. I do hate the Americans. It's the only strong political feeling I have. I went there once, and found I couldn't live with them on any terms." "But they please themselves.
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