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For he may 'like' Nanda as much as you please: he'll never, never," Mrs. Brookenham resolutely quavered "he'll never come to the scratch. And to feel that as I do," she explained, "can only be, don't you also see? to want to save her." It would have appeared at last that poor Mitchy did see. "By taking it in time? By forbidding him the house?"
Her old friend looked at her with some intensity. "Were you in the room?" "Yes but I didn't see the man come in." "What then were you doing?" Nanda thought; her smile was as usual the faintest discernible outward sign. "Thinking of YOU." "So tremendously hard?" "Well, of other things too and of other persons.
This I don't mind admitting she did, the day I speak of, let me see that she feels you've done; but without suggesting either not a scrap, please believe that I should make you any sort of scene about it. Of course in the first place she knows perfectly that anything like a scene would be no use. You couldn't make out even if you wanted," Nanda went on, "that THIS is one.
Vanderbank made no answer till they met their friend, when, by way of greeting, he simply echoed her words. "Between us all, you'll be glad to know, we've brought her down." Mr. Longdon looked from one of them to the other. "Where have you been together?" Nanda was the first to respond. "Only talking on a bench." "Well, I want to talk on a bench!" Their friend showed a spirit.
He looked at her with a complexity of communication that no words could have meddled with. "Pride's all right when it helps one to bear things." "Ah," said Nanda, "but that's only when one wants to take the least from them. When one wants to take the most !" "Well?" he spoke, as she faltered, with a certain small hardness of interest. She faltered, however, indeed. "Oh I don't know how to say it."
The air of the place, in the August time, thrilled all the while with the bliss of birds, the hum of little lives unseen and the flicker of white butterflies. It was on the large flat enclosed lawn that Nanda spoke to Vanderbank of the three weeks she would have completed there on the morrow weeks that had been she made no secret of it the happiest she had yet spent anywhere.
Longdon's delivering his full thought. "Very horrid of two sisters to be both, in their marriages, so wretched." "Ah but Tishy, I maintain," Mrs. Brook returned, "ISN'T wretched at all. If I were satisfied that she's really so I'd never let Nanda come to her." "That's the most extraordinary doctrine, love," the Duchess interposed.
"Oh perfectly. And you see that's why." "Why?" She had said nothing more, and he failed to understand. "Why you mustn't too much leave her alone. DON'T!" Nanda brought out. "I won't. But," he presently added, "there are one or two things." "Well, what are they?" He produced in some seriousness the first. "Won't she after all see the Mitchys?" "Not so much either.
I mean it won't be altogether unless he hasn't written to Nanda." "Then HAS he?" she was keen again. "Oh I'm assuming. Don't YOU know?" "How should I?" This too he turned over. "Just as a consequence of your having, at Tishy's, so abruptly and wonderfully tackled the question that a few days later, as I afterwards gathered, was to be crowned with a measure of success not yet exhausted.
"It was charming certainly, and I don't mean to diminish the merit of it. But Aggie herself, I gather, is of a charm now !" "Isn't she?" Nanda was eager. "Hasn't she come out?" "With a bound into the arena. But when a young person's out with Mitchy !" "Oh you mustn't say anything against that. I've been out with him myself." "Ah but my dear child !" Van frankly argued.
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