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"And nothing else would be big enough for four people and their luggage. But, as a matter of fact, Nora and I talked it all over with Mrs. Jervaise before prayers, and she said we weren't to think of going especially as it was all right, now, about Brenda." "I'm glad it is all right, if only for old Jervaise's sake," I said, craftily.
"It was silly to play with that foolish Jervaise man this morning. It was silly to offend him this evening. I don't think. I ought to be whipped." She had apparently forgotten her recent distrust of me, for she continued in the tone of one who makes an ultimate confession. "As a matter of fact, I suppose I'm chiefly responsible for the whole thing. I egged them on.
When you see every one kow-towing to old Jervaise as if he were the angel Gabriel, you begin to feel as if there must be something in it."
I was framing an apology for not accompanying them to church as they came up Mrs. Jervaise and her daughter leading, with their three visitors in a bunch behind. But I was spared the necessity to offer what would certainly have been a transparent and foolish excuse for absenting myself from their religious observances. Mrs. Jervaise pulled herself together as the party approached me.
It was just such a piece of chicane as I should expect from that timid hawk, Mrs. Jervaise. But while I pitied the man, I could not look upon his furtive gratifications of passion with anything but distaste. No; if my love for Anne was to be worthy of so wonderful an object, I must not stupefy myself with these vapours of romance.
"It isn't," Jervaise returned gloomily. "You don't understand what the idea of family means to people like my father and mother. They've been brought up in it. It has more influence with them than religion. They'd prefer any scandal to a mésalliance." "In your sister's case?" I put in, a trifle shocked by the idea of the scandal, and then discovered that he had not been thinking of Brenda.
"Oh! of course! So she may!" Mrs. Jervaise exclaimed. "Well, we might have thought of that, certainly," Olive echoed. "It would be so like Brenda." While Ronnie hopefully murmured "That is possible, quite possible," as a kind of running accompaniment. Then Mr.
I know where the car is, I mean," Ronnie said, and still hesitated as if he were going to finish the question he had begun in his previous speech. Olive Jervaise anticipated, I think wrongly, his remark. "They're in the drawing-room," she said. "Will you tell them?" "Better get the car round first, hadn't I?" Ronnie asked. The sandy Atkinson youth found an answer for that.
"We did meet all right, but it was the first time we'd ever seen each other." We all four looked at Jervaise, awaiting his next piece of evidence with the expectant air of children watching a conjurer. He began to lose his temper. "I can't see that this has got anything to do with what we're discussing..." he said, but I had no intention of letting him off too easily.
Of the other members of the house-party, Frank Jervaise was the only one who seemed likely or able to post me in the progress of the affair, and I felt considerable hesitation in approaching him. I could not expect a return of that mood of weakness he had exhibited the night before; and I had no intention of courting a direct snub from him.
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