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Rylance strolled by himself for a little while, sniffed at the great ivory cup of a magnolia, gazed dreamily at the river shining yonder across intervening gardens and meadows and ultimately found his daughter. 'I am sorry to find you are not to be honoured with a prize, Ranie, he said, smiling at her gently. In no relation of life had he been so nearly perfect as in his conduct as a father.
'You might have changed your minds at the last moment and gone somewhere else. Might you not, now, Miss Palliser? 'Yes, if we had been very frivolous people; but as to-day's exploration of the Abbey was planned last night, it would have indicated great weakness of mind if we had been tempted into any other direction, answered Ida, feeling somewhat sorry for Dr. Rylance.
'And old Pew delights in taking her down a peg, said Miss Cobb, who was short, plump, and ruddy, a picture of rude health and unrefined good looks a girl who bore 'beer' written in unmistakable characters across her forehead, Miss Rylance had observed to her own particular circle. 'I will say that for the old lady, added Miss Cobb, 'she never cottons to stuckupishness.
'No, the next is the "Moonlight Sonata." Dr. Rylance had a dim idea that he had heard of this piece before. He waited dumbly, admiring the fine old room, with its lofty ceiling, and florid cornice, and the sunny garden beyond the five tall windows. Presently Ida Palliser came slowly towards the piano, carrying herself like an empress. Dr. Rylance could hardly believe the evidence of his eyes.
Ah, now we are really tragic! said Miss Wendover, lightly, her broad, firm white hand tenderly smoothing the girl's hair and brow. 'My dear child, what has gone amiss with you? Something has, I can see. Have you and Miss Rylance quarrelled? I know she is a viper; but I did not think she would play any of her viperish tricks with my property. 'Miss Rylance has done nothing.
The youngsters were busily engaged at one table, Blanche pouring out tea, while her brothers and small sister made havoc with cake and fruit, home-made bread and butter, and jams of various hues. At the other table, less lavishly but more elegantly furnished, sat Miss Wendover and Ida Palliser, with Dr. Rylance comfortably established in a Buckinghamshire wickerwork chair between them.
'We are going to the Abbey for a nice long day, taking our dinner with us, and coming round to Aunt Betsy's to tea on our way home, said Bessie, as if she were proposing an entirely novel excursion; 'and we want you to come with us, Ranie. Miss Rylance stifled a yawn.
Bessie despised this worldly wisdom. 'What is the use of attaching yourself to a girl whom you are never likely to see after you leave school? argued Miss Rylance. 'I shall see her. I shall ask her home, said Bessie, sturdily. 'Do you think your people will let you ? 'Mother will do anything I ask her, and father will do anything mother asks him.
'Be happy, darling, do, she said, in her loving half-childish way, while Miss Rylance looked on with ineffable contempt. 'You are so clever and so beautiful; you were born to be happy. 'Do you think so, pet? asked Ida, with cold scorn; 'then I ought to have been born with a little more money. 'What does money matter? cried Bessie.
It happened, rather by lack of arrangement than by any special design, that Brian sat next to Ida. Dr. Rylance had taken Mrs. Wendover in to dinner, but Brian was on his aunt's left hand, and Ida was on Brian's left.
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