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She had the advantage also of doubt as to her precise motive in having done so; she had either done so because she had judged it best for him not to see Miss Pasmer again, or else she had done so to relieve the girl from the pain of an encounter which her mother evidently dreaded for her.
It was not the hour when the piazzas were very full, and she slipped into the dim hotel corridor undetected, or at least undetained. She flung into her room, and confronted her mother. Mrs. Pasmer was there looking into a trunk that had overflowed from her own chamber. "What is the matter?" she said to her daughter's excited face. "Mr. Mavering " "Well?" "And I refused him." Mrs.
Pasmer's nature, and she told Dan that he might expect them in Europe before long. Perhaps they might all three meet him there. At this he betrayed so clearly that he now intended his going to Europe merely as a sequel to his marrying Alice, while he affected to fall in with all Mrs. Pasmer said, that she grew fonder than ever of him for his ardour and his futile duplicity.
"I shouldn't go to Julia Anderson for instruction in such matters," said the girl, with cold resentment. "I wish you would go to her for a little commonsense or somebody," said Mrs. Pasmer. "Do you know what talk this will make?" "I don't care for the talk.
"Your children seem to have been everywhere," said Mrs. Pasmer, with a sigh of flattering envy. "Oh, you're not going to stop!" she pleaded, turning from Mrs. Mavering to Molly. "I think Dan had better do the rheumatic uncle now," said Eunice, from the piano. "Oh yes! the rheumatic uncle do," said Mrs. Pasmer. "We know the rheumatic uncle," she added, with a glance at Alice.
"And naturally she would wish to have you a good deal to herself, or at least not seeming to run after other people." "Yes, yes; I know that." "And no one ever likes to be taken at their word in a thing like that." "I ought to have thought of that, but I didn't. I wish I had gone to you first, Mrs. Pasmer. Somehow it seems to me as if I were very young and inexperienced; I didn't use to feel so.
And is that the reason its being ancestral that Mr. Mavering wishes his son to go into it?" "Is he going into it?" asked Munt. "He's come up here to think about it." "I should suppose it would be a very good thing," said Munt. "What a very remarkable forest!" said Mrs. Pasmer, examining it on either side, and turning quite round.
Here, bathe your eyes; they're all red. Though I don't know that it matters. Yes, they'll expect you to have been crying," said Mrs. Pasmer, seeing the situation more and more clearly. "It's perfectly natural." But she took some cologne on a handkerchief, and recomposed Alice's countenance for her. "There, the colour becomes you, and I never saw your eyes look so bright."
Saintsbury used to think she had got me down pretty fine," he suggested. "Yes!" said Mrs. Pasmer, with an indifference which they both knew she did not feel. "Yes. She used to accuse me of preferring to tack, even in a fair wind." He looked inquiringly at Mrs. Pasmer; and she said, "How ridiculous!" "Yes, it was. Well, I suppose I am rather circuitous about some things." "Oh, not at all!"
Pasmer regarded Nature in all her aspects simply as an adjunct of society, or an occasional feature of the entourage. The girl had no such worldly feeling about it, but she found slight sympathy in the moods of earth and sky with her peculiar temperament. This temperament, whose recondite origin had almost wholly broken up Mrs.
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