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"One can't help making remarks about Alicia," said Lady Niton, calmly, "and she can defend herself so well." "Poor Alicia!" "Confess you wouldn't like Oliver to marry her." "Oliver never had any thought of it." Lady Niton shook her queer gray head. "Oliver paid her a good deal of attention last summer. Alicia must certainly have considered the matter. And she is a young lady not easily baffled."
And if you ask me, I think the Explanation explains." Lady Niton put up her gold-rimmed glasses. "She is not in the least pretty!" she said, with hasty venom, her old hand shaking. "No, but fetching and a good girl. She worships her Bobbie, and she's sending him away for a year." "I won't allow it!" cried Lady Niton. "He sha'n't go." Sir James shrugged his shoulders.
She went off, carrying an armful of letters with large enclosures, and Lady Niton understood that for the rest of the morning she would be as much absorbed by her correspondence mostly on public questions as the Leader of the Opposition himself, to whom the library was sacredly given up. "When that woman takes a dislike," she thought to herself, "it sticks!
"The stomach contracts unless you give it something to do. That's what's the matter with Lucy, my dear though, of course, I never dare name the organ. But I suppose she's been worrying herself about something?" "I am afraid she has." "Is Oliver engaged?" asked Lady Niton, suddenly, observing the young lady. Alicia replied demurely that that question had perhaps better be addressed to Lady Lucy.
Society is just as strong and just as exclusive as it ever was. But it is clever enough now to hide the fact from outsiders." "I am afraid we must agree that standards have been much relaxed," said Lady Lucy. "Not at all not at all!" cried Lady Niton. "There were black sheep then; and there are black sheep now." Lady Lucy held her own.
"My dear Lady Lucy! what news?" "Oliver is in!" "Hurrah!" Bobbie shook her hand vehemently. "I am glad!" Lady Niton, controlling herself with difficulty, rose from her seat, and also offered a hand. "There, you see, Lucy, you needn't have been so anxious." Lady Lucy sank into a chair. "What's the majority?" said Bobbie, astonished by her appearance and manner.
In my days young men had proper blood in their veins." Ferrier did not pursue the subject, and Lady Niton at once jumped to the conclusion that something had happened. By five o'clock she was in Eaton Square. Only Alicia Drake was in the drawing-room when she was announced. "I hear Lucy's seedy," said the old lady, abruptly, after vouchsafing a couple of fingers to Miss Drake.
I am a High Churchman I vow I am an out-and-outer. I go in for snippets and shortening things. The man here is a dreadful old Erastian piles on everything you can pile on so I just felt it necessary to give Lady Niton notice. To-morrow I have work for the department at home! Take my advice, Miss Mallory don't go." "I'm not staying over Sunday," smiled Diana. The young man expressed his regret.
But he ought to have credit for the number of 'em he can turn out in a week." "He'll be heard, in fact, for his much speaking?" Bobbie looked at his companion with a smile. Suddenly his cheek flushed. He sat down beside her and tried to take her hand. "Look here," he said, with vivacity, "I think you were an awful brick to stick up for Miss Mallory as you did." Lady Niton withdrew her hand.
And with a resolute and combative air, Bobbie suddenly unburdened himself of the story of his engagement to a clergyman's daughter, without a farthing, his distant cousin on his mother's side, and quite unknown to Lady Niton. His listener emitted a few stifled cries asked a few furious questions and then sat rigid. "Well?" said Bobbie, masking his real anxiety under a smiling appearance.
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