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"Do not scold me," said Lady Tilchester, as she returned with him. "I think Mrs. Gurrage will tell you we have spent a very pleasant afternoon." "Indeed, yes," I said. "And I mean to spend a pleasant evening," he whispered, low, to me. "As soon as you have eaten that horrid muffin I shall carry you off to see my pictures." I looked at Lady Tilchester. What would she wish me to do?
Lady Tilchester is devoted to him, and he has the greatest admiration and respect for her. Their conversation is most interesting. Some of the other men are very nice, and several of them almost come up to grandmamma's criterion of the perfect male that he should "look like a man and behave like a gentleman."
He was disappointed, however, if so, as I remained silent. Presently I discovered he was our host. Lady Tilchester was busy being gushed at by Augustus. A little woman with light hair came and sat down at the other side of me. She looks like a young, fluffy chicken, and has a lisp and an infantile voice, and wears numbers of trinkets, and her name, "Babykins," spelled in a brooch of diamonds.
His eyebrows were raised as though trying to understand a foreign language. I sat with Lady Tilchester at another table, and we could not hear most of their conversation, only the sentences of the American ladies, and they sounded like some one talking down the telephone in one of the plays I saw in Paris. You only heard one side, not the answers back. "Why, this is a real castle!"
"Who for?" laughed Lord Tilchester, in his rough, gruff way. "The recipients of the letters, who would certainly receive them in the wrong envelopes," said Sir Antony. "I think, Tilchester, you had better persuade Babykins to stay in England, for the sake of the peace of many respectable and innocent families." "How wicked you are to me," flashed Babykins.
I did not again see the tall man he seemed to have disappeared until a dance after supper, when we met him with Lady Tilchester. "Ah! here you are," she said. "I have been wanting to find you to introduce " At that moment an old gentleman guffawed loudly near us, and so I did not catch the name she said, but we bowed, and the tall man asked me if I would dance that one with him. "Oh!
Lady Tilchester talked to me about the garden and the ball the night before, and at last asked me when I was going to be married. It seemed to bring me back with a rush to earth from some enchanted world which contained no Augustus. "I don't know," I faltered, and then, ashamed of my silly voice, said, firmly, "Grandmamma has not arranged the date yet "
His face was grave and puzzled. "Child," he said, "it grieves me to hear you talk so. I assure you, I, who am really fifty, still enjoy all those things that you say only the very young can appreciate." "We have changed places, then!" I answered, lightly. "And I see Lady Tilchester making a move towards bed.
I wrote to the war office, asking them please to send me any further news when they received it. But the measles! It almost made me laugh. Next day Lady Tilchester wrote and asked me to go to Harley. She had heard I was alone, and would be so delighted to have me for a week, she said. I started two days afterwards. To see her would give me pleasure.
"We have a beautiful example of one here to-night," he continued; "indeed you were dancing with him the bear who mauled Lady Tilchester. How did you get to know such a person?" My heart gave a bound. "I am engaged to Mr. Gurrage," I said, in a half voice, but raising my head. Oh, the surprise and and disgust in his eyes!
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