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Updated: June 12, 2025
That offer which had hung fire in the case of poor Belle Trinder, was not too long delayed on this occasion. Mr. Smithson called in Arlington Street about ten days after the breakfast in Park Lane, before luncheon, and before Lady Kirkbank had left her room.
'And some fine day, when Lesbia is married and a great lady, I shall ask you to come to Scotland, said Lady Kirkbank, condescendingly, and than she murmured in her friend's ear, as they went to the dining-room, 'Quite an English girl. Very fresh and frank and nice, which was great praise for such a second-rate young person as Lady Mary.
I have quite forgiven her for wearing false eyebrows; for after all, you know, one must have eyebrows; they are a necessity; but why does she not have the two arches alike? They are never a pair, and I really think that French maid of hers does it on purpose. 'By-the-bye, Lady Kirkbank is going to write to you to beseech you to let me go to Cannes and Monte Carlo with her.
In London Georgie was much more particular; and Seraphine was often in Arlington Street with her little morocco bag of washes and creams, and brushes and sponges, to prepare Lady Kirkbank for some great party, and to instruct Lady Kirkbank's maid. At such times Georgie was all affection for the little dressmaker.
There are women of rank who can take the London season quietly, and live their own lives in the midst of the whirl and the riot women for whom that squirrel-like circulation round and round the fashionable wheel has no charm women who only receive people they like, only go into society that is congenial. But Lady Kirkbank was not one of these.
Lady Kirkbank, with her dear old head thrown back upon the cushion of her luxurious chair, and her dear little cornflower hat just a thought on one side, was sleeping the sleep of the just, and unconsciously revealing the little golden arrangements which gave variety to her front teeth.
'Dear Lady Kirkbank, be reasonable, pleaded Montesma; 'you can have no interest in seeing Lesbia married to a man she dislikes. Georgia reddened a little, remembering that she was interested to the amount of some thousands in the Smithson and Haselden alliance; but she took a higher ground than mercenary considerations.
'What would my grandmother think of me if she heard I painted? she asked, indignantly. Lady Kirkbank laughed at her naïveté. 'My dear child, your grandmother is just half a century behind the age, she said. 'I hope you are not going to allow your life in London to be regulated by an oracle at Grasmere? 'I am not going to paint my face, replied Lesbia, firmly. 'Well, perhaps you are right.
'Quite as much, she answered sweetly, and then they talked of Raff, and Rubenstein, and Henselt, and all the composers about whom it is the correct thing to discourse nowadays. Before they left Belgrave Square Lady Kirkbank had offered Mr. Smithson Sir George's place in her box at the Gaiety that evening, and had invited him to supper in Arlington Street afterwards.
'Then let him stop the boat this instant and put me on shore. Tell him to land me anywhere on the Needles even. I could stop at the lighthouse till morning. A storm at sea will be simply my death. 'Dear Lady Kirkbank, I was only joking, said Lesbia, who did not want to be worried by her chaperon's nervous apprehensions: 'so far the night is lovely.
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