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Updated: May 6, 2025
Lady Lothwell is the mother I must speak to first. Her children are mine though I am a mere grandmother." Lady Lothwell was her daughter and though she was not regarded as Victorian either of the Early or the Middle periods, Dowie as she returned to her own comfortable quarters wondered what would happen. What did occur was not at all complicated.
Lady Lothwell's queer little smile became a queer little laugh. "Yes. It gives her a look of being ecstatically happy and yet almost shy and appealing at the same time. Men can't stand it of course." "None of them are trying to stand it," answered little Lady Kathryn somewhat in the tone of a retort. "I don't believe she knows she does it," Lady Lothwell said quite reflectively.
Lady Lothwell acting for the Duchess was very kind to him finding him another partner as soon as a new dance began this time her own daughter, Lady Kathryn. Even while he had been tangoing with Sara Studleigh he had seen the girl with the eyelashes, whirling about with someone, and when he began his dance with Kathryn, he caught a glimpse of her at the other end of the room.
She was watching the trend also and thinking a good deal. On the whole Lady Lothwell had scarcely expected that she would explain. She rarely did. She seldom made mistakes, however. Kathryn in her scant gauzy strips of white and silver having drifted towards them at the moment stood looking on with a funny little disturbed expression on her small, tip-tilted face.
Because I am known to have one of my eccentric fancies for her and because after all her father WAS well connected, her present position will not be the obstacle. She is not the first modern girl who has chosen to support herself." "But isn't she much too pretty?" "Much. But she doesn't flaunt it." "But heart-warming and too pretty! Dearest mamma!" Lady Lothwell laughed again.
The Duchess had set her preparations for future possibilities in train before other women had quite begun to believe in their existence. Lady Lothwell had at first laughed quite gaily at certain long lists she found her mother occupied with though this, it is true, was in early days. But Robin, even while whirled by the maelstrom, could not cease thinking certain vague remote thoughts.
"If she consorted," she thought, "with other young things and shared their pleasures she would forget it." She talked the matter over with her daughter, Lady Lothwell. "I am not launching a girl in society," she said, "I only want to help her to know a few nice young people. I shall begin with your children. They are mine if I am only a grandmother.
Dr. Redcliff is quite fixed in that opinion. People who need taking care of must be literally hidden away in corners where war vibrations cannot reach them. He has sent Emily Clare away and even her friends do not know where she is." Later in the day Lady Lothwell came and in the course of a few minutes drew near to her mother and sat by her chair rather closely. She spoke in a lowered voice.
It was understood before they parted that Kathryn and George would be present at the small dinner and the small dance, and that a few other agreeable young persons might be trusted to join them, and that Lady Lothwell and perhaps her husband would drop in. "It's your being almost Early Victorian, mamma, which makes it easy for you to initiate things. You will initiate little Miss Lawless.
She was sweetly puckering her brow over her card and round her were youthful male faces looking eager and even a trifle tense with repressed anxiety for the victory of the moment. "Oh!" Lady Lothwell laughed. "As Kitty says 'There's something about her' and it's not mere eyelashes. You have let loose a germ among us, mamma my sweet, and you can't do anything with a germ when you have let it loose.
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