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Mulville had put before me as dreary, she should have in any degree the air of waiting for her fate; so that I was presently relieved at hearing of her having gone to stay at Coldfield. If she was in England at all while the engagement stood the only proper place for her was under Lady Maddock's wing.
Adelaide turned her mild pale eyes on me as for rebuke of my levity. "Why the importance of her being as happy as WE are!" I'm afraid that at this my levity grew. "Oh that's a happiness almost too great to wish a person!" I saw she hadn't yet in her mind what I had in mine, and at any rate the visitor's actual bliss was limited to a walk in the garden with Kent Mulville.
At this my companion honestly flushed. "How can you be so cruel when you know how little he calculates?" "Forgive me, I do know it. But you tell me things that act on my nerves. I'm sure he hadn't caught a glimpse of anything but some splendid idea." Mrs. Mulville brightly concurred. "And perhaps even of her beautiful listening face." "Perhaps even! And what was it all about?" "His talk?
When she married Kent Mulville, who was older than Gravener and I and much more amiable, I gained a friend, but Gravener practically lost one.
I put the case, as it seemed to me, at the best; but I admit I had been angry, and Kent Mulville was shocked at my want of public optimism. This time therefore I left the excuses to his more practised patience, only relieving myself in response to a direct appeal from a young lady next whom, in the hall, I found myself sitting.
Mulville had to remount the stream. "It was everything one could wish." Something in her tone made me laugh. "Do you mean she gave him a dole?" "Well, since you ask me!" "Right there on the spot?" Again poor Adelaide faltered. "It was to me of course she gave it." I stared; somehow I couldn't see the scene. "Do you mean a sum of money?" "It was very handsome."
I thought of George Gravener confronted with such magnificence as that, and I asked what could have made two such persons ever suppose they understood each other. Mrs. Mulville assured me the girl loved him as such a woman could love and that she suffered as such a woman could suffer. Nevertheless she wanted to see ME. At this I sprang up with a groan. "Oh I'm so sorry! when?"
Mulville had told me. "He didn't leave her no. It's she who has left him." "Left him to US?" Gravener asked. "The monster many thanks! I decline to take him." "You'll hear more about him in spite of yourself. I can't, no, I really can't resist the impression that he's a big man." I was already mastering to my shame perhaps be it said just the tone my old friend least liked.
We went no further; I fancied she had become aware Gravener was looking at us. She turned back toward the knot of the others, and I said: "Dislike him as much as you will I see you're bitten." "Bitten?" I thought she coloured a little. "Oh it doesn't matter!" I laughed; "one doesn't die of it." "I hope I shan't die of anything before I've seen more of Mrs. Mulville."
Mulville told me soon enough what it was: it was the difference between a handsome girl with large expectations and a handsome girl with only four hundred a year. This explanation indeed didn't wholly content me, not even when I learned that her mourning had a double cause learned that poor Mr.
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