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Bobbie had adopted her as elder sister, having none of his own; and by now she knew all about his engagement, his distaste for the Foreign Office, his lack of prospects there, and his determination to change it for some less expensive and more remunerative calling. But Lady Niton was the dragon in the path.
"I have seen so many new things here, I wonder if it may not be the element that precedes niton. Is it heavier than that?" "No," replied Tonlos; "it is just lighter than that element you call niton. I think you have none of it." "Then," said Arcot, "it must be the next member of the halogen series, Morey. I'll bet they have a number of those heavier elements."
And very soon she had dragged it to the light. Miss Drake merely remarked that it was very sad, but it appeared that Miss Mallory was not really a Mallory at all, but the daughter of a certain Mrs. Sparling Juliet Sparling, who " "Juliet Sparling!" cried Lady Niton, her queer small eyes starting in their sockets. "My dear, you must be mad!" Alicia smiled, though gravely.
"She don't like it particularly when he comes to stay with Sir James Chide and not at Tallyn. Such a thing has never happened before." "Poor old Ferrier!" said Bobbie, with a shrug of the shoulders. Lady Niton drew herself up fiercely. "Don't pity your betters, sir! It's disrespectful." Bobbie smiled. "You know the Ministry's resigned?" "About time! What have they been hanging on for so long?"
Only they pretend to like being governed by their plumbers and gas-fitters, and I don't." "I hear that Oliver's speeches have been extremely good." "H'm all about the poor," said Lady Niton, releasing her hand from the knitting-needles, and waving it scornfully at the room in which they sat.
Awfully warm thing, you know," said Bobbie, complacently; "worth a little trouble. So I told him, kindly, I'd think of it. Ecco!" He pointed to the letter. "Of course, I told my uncle I should permit him to continue my allowance, and in a year I shall be a merchant prince in the egg; I shall be worth marrying; and I shall allow Ettie two hundred a year for her clothes." "And Lady Niton?"
Lady Niton, she was told, disliked her own sons, but was never tired of befriending two or three young men who took her fancy. Bobbie Forbes was a constant frequenter of her house on Campden Hill. "But he is no toady. He tells her a number of plain truths and amuses her guests. In return she provides him with what she calls 'the best society' and pushes his interests in season and out of season.
She calls herself a Radical, and there's no one insists more upon their birth and their advantages than she. Don't let her bully you come to me if she does I'll protect you." Diana said vaguely that Mrs. Fotheringham had been very kind. "You haven't had time to find out," said Lady Niton, grimly. She leaned back fanning herself, her queer white face and small black eyes alive with malice.
And here is my son my poor son! broken and helpless perhaps for life. We have been trying a secretary to write for him and read to him, for the blindness increases, but it has not been a success." Diana rose abruptly and walked to the window, where she stood, motionless looking out her back turned to Lady Niton.
A good many listeners were by now gathered round the disputants. Lady Niton, wielding some noisy knitting needles by the fireside, was enjoying the fray all the more that it seemed to be telling against Oliver. Mrs.
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