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"Will the other ladies go 'pon top, too?" he asked; and Kitty, with one foot on the lower step, looked round at her aunt to offer her her seat. "Katherine! Katherine! what are you doing? Come down, child, at once. You surely aren't thinking of clambering up that ladder? Let Dan do so if he likes, but you will please come inside with Anna and me." Kitty's face fell visibly.
Presty could see that a secret understanding united her son-in-law and the governess. She looked round cautiously at Mrs. Linley. Kitty's humor had changed; she was now eager to see the doll's splendid clothes taken off and put on again. "Come and look at it," she said to Sydney; "I want you to enjoy my birthday as much as I do."
"Who is it?" said an impatient judge behind Lady Parham. "What's the matter?" Lady Parham shrugged her shoulders. "It's Lady Kitty Ashe," whispered the débutante, who was the judge's daughter, "talking to Mr. Cliffe. Isn't she pretty?" A sudden silence fell upon the group in the porch. Kitty's high, clear laugh seemed to ring back into the house. Then Ashe ran down the steps.
It was the best thing he could do for her, and the consideration of what it would cost him he relegated to a later period. His steps lagged somewhat as he followed the manservant upstairs to Kitty's own particular den, and the slight limp which the war had left him seemed rather more marked than usual. Any great physical or nervous strain, invariably produced this effect.
If I were Kitty's father I should probably have a nervous disorder, too. In December I am master of the situation. I treat Kitty exactly as an uncle ought to treat a niece. I take her to theatres and picture houses. I feed her at irregular hours on sweet, unwholesome food. I buy her presents and allow her to choose them. Kitty, as my guest, behaves as well as any niece could.
The maid proper would have scorned to show emotion; but she nodded approval. "If you ask me, my lady, I think you have never looked so well in anything." Kitty's brow relaxed at last, as she stood gazing at the reflection in the large glass before her.
Mrs. Crozier flushed. She had been masterful by nature and she had had her way very much in life. To be dominated in the most intimate things of her life by this girl was not easy to be borne; but she realised that Kitty had been a friend indeed, even if not conventional. In response to Kitty's remark now she inclined her head. "Well, you have told us that you and your husband haven't made it up.
But Kitty's crowning offence was her behaviour at a dinner-party, on the occasion of the christening of Mrs. Heron's little girl. Hugo Luttrell and the two young Grants from Dunmuir were amongst the guests; and with them Kitty amused herself.
It was good of Sir John to send her that twenty pounds, and yet and yet it chokes me to think of it. He would not dare to send the money to Kitty's cousin, Helen Dartmoor, nor would he dare to send it to Mary Bateman's father. Oh, if I can only win this Scholarship I shall hold my head high and exercise that pride, which, after all, no woman ought to be without."
"Ah, cruel!" cried Ashe, involuntarily, and once more his hand found Kitty's small fingers and pressed them in his. Kitty looked at him with a strange, exalted look. "No. I think it's true. I often think I'm not made to be happy. I can't ever be happy it's not in me."
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