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Mavering was, and she cast her eye over the hall for some glimpse of the absent Munt, whose arm she meant to take, and whose ear she meant to fill with questions. But she did not see him, and something else suggested itself. "He probably wouldn't let you see him, or if he did, you wouldn't know it." "How not know it?" Mrs. Primer did not answer. "One hears such dreadful things.
Mavering; but Munt himself, when she saw him last, had only just begun to commend himself to society, which had since so fully accepted him, and she had so suddenly, the moment before, found her self hand in glove with him that she might well have appealed to a third person for some explanation of Munt.
They were the words of Romola, in the romance, to Tito; she had often admired them; and they seemed to her equally the measure of Dan's offence. "Alice " "Here are your letters and remembrances, Mr. Mavering."
They stopped at a door in a poor court which they had somehow reached without Mavering's privity. "Will you come in?" asked Boardman. "What for?" "Chinaman." "Chinaman?" Then Mavering remembered. "Good heavens! no. What have I got to do with him?" "Both mortal," suggested the reporter. The absurdity of this idea, though a little grisly, struck Dan as a good joke.
She looked from one young man to the other with an idea that she was perhaps shooting rather wild, and an amiable willingness to be laughed at if she were. "Why don't you go into politics, Mr. Mavering?" "Well, the fact is " "So many of the young University men do in England," said Mrs. Pasmer, fortifying her position. "Well, you see, they haven't got such a complete machine in England "
"Oh yes; it's certainly the pleasantest Class Day I've seen;" said the girl; and now when Mavering laughed she laughed too. "Thank you so much for saying that! I hope it will pass off in unclouded brilliancy; it will, if I can make it. Why, hallo! They're on the other side of the street yet, and looking about as if they were lost."
"Yes," said Miss Cotton, obliged to admit the force of the remark, but feeling that Mr. Mavering had been carried out of the field of her vision by the turn of the talk. "I suppose," she continued, "that he wouldn't be so well liked by other young men as she is by other girls, do you think?" "I don't think, as a rule," said Mrs.
Mavering, still thoughtfully, "I don't know that I can speak by the card exactly. I can't say how it is now. I haven't been at a Class Day spread since my own Class Day; I haven't even been at Commencement more than once or twice. But in my time here we didn't expect the young ladies to show us attentions; at any rate, we didn't wait for them to do it.
"Oh!" said his mother shortly, "I don't know that I like that particularly. But probably she isn't useless there. Is Alice very religious?" "Well, I suppose," said Dan, with a smile for the devotions that came into his thought, "she's what would be called 'Piscopal pious." Mrs. Mavering referred to the photograph, which she still held in her hand. "Well, she's pure and good, at any rate.
Primer to herself, with surprise, which she kept to herself, and she said to Mavering: "Oh yes, indeed! It's altogether better. Aren't they nice looking fellows?" she said, putting up her glass to look at the promenaders. "Yes," Mr. Mavering assented. "I suppose," he added, out of the consciousness of his own relation to the affair "I suppose you've a son somewhere here?"
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