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"Why if Harold ever gave back to you, as he swore to me on his honour he would, that five-pound note !" "But which, dear lady?" The sense of other incongruities than those they had been dealing with seemed to arrive now for Mitchy's aid. "The one that, ages ago, one day when you and Van were here, we had the joke about.
Petherton will tell you I wonder he hasn't told you before why Mrs. Grendon, though not perhaps herself quite the rose, is decidedly in these days too near it." "Oh Petherton never tells me anything!" Mitchy's answer was brisk and impatient, but evidently quite as sincere as if the person alluded to had not been there.
"Mitchy's offer is perfectly safe, I may let him know," his wife remarked, "for I happen to be sure that nothing would really induce Jane to leave Aggie five minutes among us here without remaining herself to see that we don't become improper." "Well then if we're already pretty far on the way to it," Lord Petherton resumed, "what on earth MIGHT we arrive at in the absence of your control?
"Go and talk to her, you perverse creature, and send him over to me." Lord Petherton, a minute later, had joined her; old Edward had left the room with Mrs. Donner; his wife and Lady Fanny were still more closely engaged; and the young Agnesina, though visibly a little scared at Mitchy's queer countenance, had begun, after the fashion he had touched on to Mrs.
"I see," said Mitchy, profoundly impressed. "And how much does that depend on?" She had to reflect. "On how much further I, for my part, MUST!" Mitchy's grasp was already complete. "And he's coming then to learn from you how far this is?" "Yes very much." Mitchy looked about for his hat. "So that of course I see my time's about up, as you'll want to be quite alone together."
Then while the girl's face met his own with the clear confession of it: "Isn't she too splendid for anything?" he asked with immense enjoyment. "What do you suppose is her idea?" Nanda's eyes had now turned to Mr. Longdon, whom she fixed with her mild straightness; which led to Mitchy's carrying on and repeating the appeal. "Isn't Mrs. Brook charming? What do you suppose is her idea?"
If she's so clever that you don't know what to do with her it's scarcely HER fault. But add to it that Mitchy's very kind, and you have the whole thing. What more do you want?" Mrs. Brook, who looked immensely struck, replied with the promptest sympathy, yet as if there might have been an alternative.
He expressed on entering the fear that he failed of exactitude, to which she replied by the assurance that he was on the contrary remarkably near it and by the mention of all the aid to patience she had drawn from the pleasure of half an hour with Mr. Van an allusion that of course immediately provoked on Mitchy's part the liveliest interest. "He HAS risked it at last then?
Mitchy's silence, which lasted a minute, seemed to take the idea, but not perhaps quite to know what to do with it. "Ah I'm afraid I shall never really serve her right!" Just as he spoke the butler reappeared; at sight of whom Mrs. Brook immediately guessed. "Mr. Longdon?" "In Mr. Brookenham's room, ma'am. Mr. Brookenham has gone out." "And where has he gone?"
I mean for his money. For anything any one may think. For Lord Petherton, for instance, really at all. Lord Petherton thinks he has helped him thinks, that is, that Mitchy thinks he has. But Mitchy's more amused at HIM than at anybody else. He takes every one in." "Every one but you?" "Oh I like him." "My poor child, you're of a profundity!" Mr. Longdon murmured.
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