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Stringham as a matter of course and that yet for some reason, on this occasion particularly, brought home to her all agreeably, richly, almost grandly what it was to live with the great.
"And have you known," Densher went on, "the rest?" Kate wondered. "What rest?" "Why everything. It was his visit that she couldn't stand it was what then took place that simply killed her." "Oh!" Kate seriously breathed. But she had turned pale, and he saw that, whatever her degree of ignorance of these connexions, it wasn't put on. "Mrs. Stringham hasn't said that."
At about seven next morning the gardener's boy and the early postman finally convinced the watchers that the Twentieth Century was still unblotted. "I don't suppose," mused Clovis, as an early train bore him townwards, "that they will be in the least grateful for the Unrest-cure." Arlington Stringham made a joke in the House of Commons.
Stringham's interview of the day before with Sir Luke, who had wished to see her about Milly. "He had wished it himself?" "I think he was glad of it. Clearly indeed he was. He stayed a quarter of an hour. I could see that for him it was long. He's interested," said Mrs. Stringham. "Do you mean in her case?" "He says it isn't a case." "What then is it?" "It isn't, at least," Mrs.
Stringham waited. "She has been marvellous that's what she has been. She is marvellous. But she's really better." "Oh then if she's really better !" But he checked himself, wanting only to be easy about it and above all not to appear engaged to the point of mystification. "We shall miss her the more at dinner." Susan Shepherd, however, was all there for him. "She's keeping herself. You'll see.
"My own child, my own child!" Mrs. Stringham pleadingly murmured; yet showing as she did so that she feared the effect even of deprecation. "Isn't he beautiful and good too himself? altogether, whatever he may say, a lovely acquaintance to have made? You're just the right people for me I see it now; and do you know what, between you, you must do?"
The event," he added, "will have taken place yesterday, and Sir Luke, starting immediately, one can see, and travelling straight, will get back to-morrow morning. So that Mrs. Stringham, I judge, is left to face in some solitude the situation bequeathed to her. But of course," he wound up, "Sir Luke couldn't stay."
Stringham, obviously, whose testimony would have been most invoked hadn't she been, as her friend's representative, rather confined to the function of inhaling the incense; so that Kate, who treated her beautifully, smiling at her, cheering and consoling her across the table, appeared benevolently both to speak and to interpret for her.
And what he wished to understand was where, on the essence of the question, was the voice of Sir Luke Strett. If they talked of not giving her up shouldn't he be the one least of all to do it? "Aren't we, at the worst, in the dark without him?" "Oh," said Mrs. Stringham, "it's he who has kept me going. I wired the first night, and he answered like an angel. He'll come like one.
The sense of that, in its turn, for us too, might have been not unconnected with his putting to his visitor a question that quite passed over her remark. "Has Miss Croy meanwhile written to our friend?" "Oh," Mrs. Stringham amended, "her friend also. But not a single word that I know of."
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