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'Of course he would, said she, quietly; 'but when Gabriel is rector of Heathcroft it won't matter. We'll then have money enough to do without his consent. 'Give me a kiss, my girl, cried Mosk, clasping her to his breast, 'You're a credit to me, that you are. Oh, curse it! Bell, think of old Mother Pansey! Father and daughter looked at one another and burst out laughing.
"All right, mother," he said, "that will do very well, you take Beauchamp in the carriage, and Braybrooke can come in the cart with me." Although the party generally cared little about the manner of their going to the ball, there was one exception, and this was Mr. Pansey Cottrell.
Bell liked Miss Whichello as much as she disliked Mrs Pansey, therefore she greeted her with unfeigned pleasure, although she could not help expressing her surprise that the visitor was in that quarter of the town so late at night. Miss Whichello produced a parcel from under her voluminous cloak and offered it as an explanation of her presence.
Out of such slight events can dissensions arise. As Dr Pendle neared The Derby Winner he was unlucky enough to encounter Mrs Pansey, who was that afternoon harassing the neighbourhood with one of her parochial visitations.
Mrs Pansey wore her customary skirts of solemn black, and looked more gloomy than ever; but Daisy, the elderly sylph, brightened the room with a dress of white muslin adorned with many little bows of white ribbon, so that sartorially speaking she was very young, and very virginal, and quite angelical in looks.
Furthermore, Miss Whichello was prepared to give Cargrim a sufficient reason for her visit, so that he might not invent one. Only by so open a course could she keep the secret of her thirty-year-old acquaintance with the dead man. As a rule, the little old lady hated subterfuge, but in this case her only chance of safety lay in beating Pansey, Cargrim and Company with their own weapons.
'With Moth Oh, there he is, cried Mab, as the bishop issued from the sibyl's tent. 'Oh, George, how ill he looks! 'By Jove, yes! He is as pale as a ghost. Come and see what is wrong, Gabriel. Excuse me a moment, Mab. The two brothers walked forward, but before they could reach their father he was already taking his leave and shaking hands with Mrs Pansey.
She actually weighs out the food on the table when meals are on. No wonder that poor girl Mab is thin. 'But she isn't too thin for her height, Mrs Pansey. She seems to me to be well covered. 'You didn't notice her at the palace, then, snapped the widow, avoiding a direct reply. 'She wore a low-necked dress which made me blush. I don't know what girls are coming to.
He looked haggard and white, and there were dark circles under his eyes, as though he suffered from want of sleep. Still, the journey from Nauheim might account for his weary looks, and would have done so to anyone less suspicious than Mrs Pansey; but that good lady scented a mystery, and wanted an explanation. This, Gabriel, with less than his usual courtesy, declined to furnish.
Pansey Cottrell's chair that gentleman's form intercepted the slight bending of the brows and shake of the head that replied to her husband's look of inquiry. "The proper thing to do, sir," resumed Jim; "residents in the vicinity of Commonstone must support Commonstone festivities.
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