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"Therefore, as I say," she imperturbably went on, "it's not to do him an ill turn that you make a point of what you've just told me." Mr. Mitchett for a minute gave no sign but his high colour and his queer glare. "How could it do him an ill turn?" "Oh it WOULD be a way, don't you see? to put before me the need of getting rid of him.
"Then you've not been blind, I suppose, to her reason for doing so." He might not have been blind, but his vision, at this, scarce showed sharpness, and it determined in his interlocutress the shortest of short cuts. "She favours Mr. Mitchett because she wants 'old Van' herself." He was evidently conscious of looking at her hard. "In what sense herself?"
Mitchett replied, "could be better than the present but if you've reasons for wanting a better place why shouldn't we go on the spot into another room?" Lord Petherton, at this enquiry, broke into instant mirth. "Well, of all the coolness, Mitchy! he does go at it, doesn't he, Mrs. Brook? What do you want to do in another room?" he demanded of his friend.
Mitchett, "who are by no means always so frank with me as I recognise oh, I do THAT! what it must have cost you to be over this little question of Harold. There's one thing, Mrs. Brook, you do dodge." "What do I ever dodge, dear Mitchy?" Mrs. Brook quite tenderly asked. "Why, when I ask you about your other child you're off like a frightened fawn.
"In the drawing-room, you mean always?" It was quite what she meant. "Always. I shall see all the people who come. It will be a great thing for me. I want to hear all the talk. Mr. Mitchett says I ought to that it helps to form the young mind. I hoped, for that reason," she went on with the directness that made her honesty almost violent "I hoped there would be more people here to-day."
"You can't say," her new visitor immediately began, "that I haven't left you alone, these many days, as much as I promised on coming up to you that afternoon when after my return to town I found Mr. Mitchett instead of your mother awaiting me in the drawing-room." "Yes," said Nanda, "you've really done quite as I asked you."
The latter of these commands the Duchess addressed to Mr. Mitchett, while their companion, in obedience to the former and affected, as it seemed, by an unrepressed familiar accent that stirred a fresh flicker of Mitchy's grin, met the new arrival in the middle of the room before Mrs. Brookenham had had time to reach her.
The Duchess, her head all in the air, considered an instant her little ivory princess. "I'm always ready, Mr. Mitchett, to defend my opinions; but if it's a question of going much into the things that are the subjects of some of them perhaps we had better, if you don't mind, choose our time and our place." "No 'time, gracious lady, for my impatience," Mr.
"That is sad," he said; "very, very sad." "Yes," murmured Mrs. Mitchett; "that's what I tell 'Ilda." The girl's glance, lowered for a second, resumed its impersonal scrutiny of Pierson's face. "What is the man's name and regiment? Perhaps we can get leave for him to come home and marry Hilda at once." Mrs. Mitchett sniffed. "She won't give it, sir. Now, 'Ilda, give it to Mr. Pierson."
I've known perfectly from the first that the only difficulty would come from her mother but also that that would be stiff." The movement with which Mr. Longdon removed his glasses might have denoted a certain fear to participate in too much of what the Duchess had known. "I've not been ignorant that Mrs. Brookenham favours Mr. Mitchett." But he was not to be let off with that.
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