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Updated: June 18, 2025
Had it been permissible, she would have dwelt with curiosity on the problem of Piers Otway's life and thoughts; but that she resolutely ignored, strong in the irrevocable choice which she had made only yesterday. He was interesting, but not to her. She knew him on the surface, and cared to know no more. Business was a safe topic; at the first noticeable pause, Irene led to it.
"I was quoting from Thomas Otway's 'Orphan. I wish I could write like Otway. He knew what he was talking about. 'Who was't betrayed the Capitol? A woman. Who lost Marc Antony the world? A woman. Who was the cause of a long ten years' war and laid at last old Troy in ashes? Woman! Destructive, damnable, deceitful woman!" "Well, of course, he may be right in a way. As regards some women, I mean.
The right brigade, commanded by colonel Burton, consisted of the regiments of Amherst, Anstruther, Webb, and the second battalion of Royal Americans; the left, under colonel Fraser, was formed of the regiments of Kennedy, Lascelles, Town-shend, and the Highlanders. Otway's regiment, and the third battalion of Royal Americans, constituted the corps de reserve.
I intended no insult; but, whilst we're about it, do take advice from one who means it well. Sentiment is all right, but sentimentality is all wrong. Do get rid of it, there's a good girl. You're meant for something better." Olga made a great sweep of the floor with her skirts, and vanished in a whirl of perfume. She drove straight to the address which she had seen on Alexander Otway's card.
Otway's flushed face as the car sped along to the left, towards the gate house. The path round the green was gradually filling up with people, for the congregation had been far larger than anyone had thought it would be.
"Is he at it now?" asked Irene, with a comical look towards the ceiling. They explained Otway's absence. "Oh, he lunches with Members of Parliament, does he?" "It's a very exceptional thing for him to leave home," said Mrs. Hannaford. "He only goes out to breathe the air for half an hour or so in an afternoon." "You astonish me, aunt! You oughtn't to allow it I shan't allow it, I assure you."
As for Rose, she soon gave up asking if another letter had come, and to Mrs. Otway's sore heart it was as if the girl, increasingly absorbed in her own not always easy problem of keeping Jervis happy under the painful handicap of his present invalid condition, had no time to spare for that of anyone else.
His firm did not altogether approve this attitude of mind; they thought it queer, and would have smiled caustically had they known Otway's purpose of starting as a merchant on his own account. That, he had not yet announced, and would not do so until he had seen his Swiss friend at Odessa again. The evening of the dinner arrived, and again Piers was rapt above himself.
There was no guile, no taint of suspiciousness, in Mary Otway's nature. Mrs. Guthrie had the grace to feel a little ashamed. "I hope you'll come again soon, my dear." She was surprised to feel how smooth and how young was the texture of Mrs. Otway's soft, generously-lipped mouth and rounded cheek. There rose a feeling of real regret in her cynical old heart.
So it was that the forced discontinuance of the little morning talk, which so often brought comfort to Mrs. Otway's sore heart, was a real pain and loss. She had made a spirited protest, pointing out that all her neighbours had the telephone, and that by merely asking any of them to allow her servant to send a message, she could circumvent this, to her, absurd and unnecessary rule.
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