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'But mamma, interrupted Jacinth, 'please answer my question first. Is Brook Street very grand? Would a house there be out of the question for us, even if we if we had one there for nothing? 'Yes; unless we had another thousand a year at least, we could not possibly live there on our income with any comfort or consistency, Mrs Mildmay replied quietly. The girl's face fell.
'For you see if I hadn't been so fir wursty, with a great effort, 'that day, and made Jacinth let me ask; no, suddenly recollecting himself, 'she didn't let me, but you heard me over the wall, Lady Myrtle; that was it, wasn't it? So it did come of me being wursty, didn't it? 'Yes, my dear, of course it did, the old lady replied, with a smile.
She sat glancing at her aunt's profile, cold and almost hard, as she was accustomed to see it, but with just now the addition of some irritable lines about the forehead which were certainly not always there. 'Something has vexed her, I am certain, said Jacinth to herself. 'I do wonder if it has anything to do with Lady Myrtle.
Jacinth I don't like the idea of that post, whatever it is, at Barmettle. Jacinth drew a deep breath of relief. 'Oh, I am so glad you think so, she said. 'I scarcely liked to say it it seems selfish if it would save papa's going out again, and he has had so much of India; but it would be rather horrid, wouldn't it? And almost a come-down, it seems to me.
Jacinth looked up with a bright smile. 'I am so glad, Lady Myrtle, she added impulsively; 'I do think you are so very good. The old lady shook her head sadly. 'My dear, she said, 'the bitterest part of approaching the end of life is the realising how terribly, how overwhelmingly other than "good" one has been, and how little time remains in which to make amends.
She blamed herself for having begun any private talk of the kind before Eugene and Phebe; for, as sometimes happened when they had come in late, Phebe was having tea with them this evening. And she felt conscious also of deserving, to a certain extent, her sister's blame. But Jacinth had a good deal of self-control.
'There's no cottage nor house of any kind between this and the high-road, except the Robin Redbreast itself, said she. 'And that's not a place where one could ask for a glass of water even. The old lady's very stiff in her ways, and the servants are just the same. 'Oh no, said Jacinth, 'of course it wouldn't do to ask for anything at a gentleman's house.
She was barely two years younger than her sister, but on almost every subject on questions of good manners and propriety above all Jacinth's verdict was always accepted by her as infallible, though whence Jacinth had derived her knowledge on such points it would have been difficult to say.
The door was opened by the neat parlour-maid, but behind her appeared to do special honour to the young lady, no doubt a functionary whom Jacinth had not seen before no less a personage than Mr Thornley, Lady Myrtle's old, not to say aged butler.
Jacinth, more and more curious, took the letters which Frances gave her, and began to read them eagerly. Rather unfortunately, the first she began was Camilla Harper's, and she went to the end of it in spite of Frances's 'Oh, do read mamma's first, Jass.
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