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"Not a bad business that Porphyrion," he said absently, as he took his own letter out of his pocket. "Not a BAD " she exclaimed, dropping his hand. "Surely, on Chelsea Embankment " "Here's our hostess. Good-morning, Mrs. Munt. Fine rhododendrons. Good-morning, Frau Liesecke; we manage to grow flowers in England, don't we?" "Not a BAD business?" "No. My letter's about Howards End.
So Frieda Mosebach, now Frau Architect Liesecke, and mother to her husband's baby, was brought up to these heights to be impressed, and, after a prolonged gaze, she said that the hills were more swelling here than in Pomerania, which was true, but did not seem to Mrs. Munt apposite.
"The Beethoven's fine," said Margaret, who was not a female of the encouraging type. "I don't like the Brahms, though, nor the Mendelssohn that came first and ugh! I don't like this Elgar that's coming." "What, what?" called Herr Liesecke, overhearing. "The 'Pomp and Circumstance' will not be fine?" "Oh, Margaret, you tiresome girl!" cried her aunt.
Herr Liesecke, too, looked as if wild horses could not make him inattentive; there were lines across his forehead, his lips were parted, his pince-nez at right angles to his nose, and he had laid a thick, white hand on either knee. And next to her was Aunt Juley, so British, and wanting to tap. How interesting that row of people was! What diverse influences had gone to the making!
"Here have I been persuading Herr Liesecke to stop for POMP AND CIRCUMSTANCE, and you are undoing all my work. I am so anxious for him to hear what we are doing in music. Oh, you mustn't run down our English composers, Margaret." "For my part, I have heard the composition at Stettin," said Fraulein Mosebach. "On two occasions. It is dramatic, a little." "Frieda, you despise English music.
"Here have I been persuading Herr Liesecke to stop for 'Pomp and Circumstance, and you are undoing all my work. I am so anxious for him to hear what WE are doing in music. Oh, you musn't run down our English composers, Margaret." "For my part, I have heard the composition at Stettin," said Fraulein Mosebach, "on two occasions. It is dramatic, a little." "Frieda, you despise English music.
So Frieda Mosebach, now Frau Architect Liesecke, and mother to her husband's baby, was brought up to these heights to be impressed, and, after a prolonged gaze, she said that the hills were more swelling here than in Pomerania, which was true, but did not seem to Mrs. Munt apposite.
"'Bournemouth is," resumed their hostess, quoting a local rhyme to which she was much attached " 'Bournemouth is, Poole was, and Swanage is to be the most important town of all and biggest of the three. Now, Frau Liesecke, I have shown you Bournemouth, and I have shown you Poole, so let us walk backward a little, and look down again at Swanage." "Aunt Juley, wouldn't that be Meg's train?"
"We have this call to pay in Finsbury Circus, it is true," said Herr Liesecke, as he edged past her and reached the gangway just as the music started. "Margaret " loudly whispered by Aunt Juley. "Margaret, Margaret! Fraulein Mosebach has left her beautiful little bag behind her on the seat."
"No, Frau Liesecke; but that is because they are fresh water, and different. Salt water ought to have tides, and go up and down a great deal, or else it smells. Look, for instance, at an aquarium." "An aquarium! Oh, MEESIS Munt, you mean to tell me that fresh aquariums stink less than salt?
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