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"Oh! you must not run away with the notion anything is really settled yet," she replied. "And I could not say Mrs. Porcher really would, when it came to the point, after the experiences she had in her first marriage. She is very reserved, is Peachie. Still, she might. And very fortunate a certain gentleman would be if she did it does not take more than half an eye to see that." "Dr.
Lovegrove, I regret to speak, knowing how long you and a certain gentleman have been acquainted, but there can be no question Peachie Porcher's interests have been trifled with, and her affections also." Here aggressive rustlings on the part of Serena arrested the flow of Miss Hart's eloquence. "You spoke, I believe, Miss Lovegrove?" she inquired. "No, I did not speak," Serena cried.
"And I sometimes question, Mrs. Lovegrove, whether a certain gentleman, now that he has cut himself adrift from her, may not be beginning to find that out and wish he had been less stand-offish and stony. Not that it would be any use now. For, if he did not appreciate Peachie Porcher, there are other and younger gentlemen, not a thousand miles from here, who do.
Most troubles arise through trusting other people too much." "And that's poor darling Peachie all over," Miss Hart declared, with a fine appreciation of opportunity. "Too great trustfulness has been her worst fault, as I always tell her, the generous pet. Not that all our gentlemen are ungrateful, Mrs. Lovegrove. I would not have you suppose that. Poor Mr.
I do not quite follow you, Miss Hart. Nothing wrong with him, I trust?" "That is just what we cannot find out. No spying, of course, Mr. Lovegrove. Neither Peachie nor I would descend to such meanness. Our gentlemen have perfect liberty. We would scorn to put questions. But it is close on a week now since the person we are alluding to has been to the City." "Bless me! You surprise me.
I am well aware I am but a poor substitute for Peachie no compliments now, Mr. Lovegrove, if you please!" "Mrs. Porcher is in good health, I trust" this from Rhoda. "At present, yes, I am happy to say, thank you. But how long it will continue," Miss Hart spoke impressively "at this rate I am sure I cannot tell." "Indeed," George Lovegrove inquired anxiously. "You don't tell me so?
"And how long has this been going on, I should like to know? So that is the reason of a certain gentleman's iciness, and his stand-offish high-mightiness. Well, I never! And poor darling Peachie, so trustful and confiding all the time; not that she need fear comparison with anybody. Bah! the serpent."
So there was nothing for it, as the great Eliza perceived, but to retire to the drawing-room, and Mrs. Porcher happened to be out note the hour and, with the door discreetly half open, await the descent of the intruder from the floor above. "I can just catch darling Peachie, too," she said to herself, "and draw her aside.
Then there is the tie of an unfortunate domestic past between him and Peachie, which helps to bring them together. Of course that means nothing to you, Mrs. Lovegrove." The lady addressed swallowed convulsively. "But all are not blessed with such good fortune as yours," the great Eliza continued. "Mr. Smyth has been very open with Peachie recently.
But the great Eliza was not thus to be thwarted. "I asked on Peachie Porcher's account," she declared, "not on my own, Mrs. Lovegrove. It is all of less than no consequence to me, except for the sake of Cedar Lodge, how a certain gentleman spends his time. But Peachie's interests must be protected. With an establishment such as ours a good name is everything.
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