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She had said and done everything she wanted, while the girl sat silent and respectful. 'Yes, but she couldn't bear it, said Mrs. Nettlepoint. 'Ah, if you know it I may confess that she has told me as much. Mrs. Nettlepoint stared. 'Told you? There's one of the things they do! 'Well, it was only a word. Won't you let me know whether you think she's a flirt?
On the afternoon of the morrow we had another talk, and she told me that in the morning Miss Mavis had paid her a long visit. She knew nothing, poor creature, about anything, but her intentions were good and she was evidently in her own eyes conscientious and decorous. And Mrs. Nettlepoint concluded these remarks with the sigh "Unfortunate person!" "You think she's a good deal to be pitied then?"
I could see that Mrs. Nettlepoint's advent quickened the speculative activity of the other ladies; they watched her from the opposite side of the deck, keeping their eyes fixed on her very much as the man at the wheel kept his on the course of the ship. Mrs. Peck plainly meditated an approach, and it was from this danger that Mrs. Nettlepoint averted her face.
She paid for it by the corresponding exposure, the danger that people would, as I had said to Mrs. Peck, enter into her affairs. Jasper Nettlepoint went down at certain times to see his mother, and I watched for one of these occasions on the third day out and took advantage of it to go and sit by Miss Mavis.
Perhaps that's one reason why Miss Mavis doesn't come to table," I added "her chaperon not being able to accompany her." "Her chaperon?" my fellow passenger echoed. "Mrs. Nettlepoint the lady under whose protection she happens to be." "Protection?" Mrs. Peck stared at me a moment, moving some valued morsel in her mouth; then she exclaimed familiarly "Pshaw!"
Outside of it was a kind of vestibule, with several seats, from which you could descend to the lower cabins or mount to the promenade-deck. Mrs. Peck appeared to hesitate as to her course and then solved the problem by going neither way. She dropped upon one of the benches and looked up at me. 'I thought you said he would come back. 'Young Nettlepoint? I see he didn't.
"It will be nice and cool tomorrow, when we steam into the great ocean," said Miss Mavis, expressing with more vivacity than she had yet thrown into any of her utterances my own thought of half an hour before. Mrs. Nettlepoint replied that it would probably be freezing cold, and her son murmured that he would go and try the drawing-room balcony and report upon it.
"It will be useful to you over there when you travel." "Well yes, if we do. But I don't suppose we shall much. Mr. Nettlepoint says we ought," my young woman added in a moment. "Ah of course he thinks so. He has been all over the world." "Yes, he has described some of the places. They must be wonderful. I didn't know I should like it so much." "But it isn't 'Europe' yet!" I laughed.
He didn't utter her name which I could see he must have forgotten; but she immediately pronounced his, availing herself of the American girl's discretion to "present" him to her mother. "Well, you might have told me you knew him all this time!" that lady jovially cried. Then she had an equal confidence for Mrs. Nettlepoint. "It would have saved me a worry an acquaintance already begun."
Nettlepoint I thought of her. With my long absence I had lost sight of her; but I had liked her of old; she had been a close friend of my sisters; and I had in regard to her that sense which is pleasant to those who, in general, have grown strange or detached the feeling that she at least knew all about me. I could trust her at any time to tell people what a respectable person I was.
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