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Updated: May 2, 2025
This young man was the son of a certain Lady Magellan, an intimate friend of Lady Tranmore's one of the noblest women of her generation, pure, high-minded, spiritual, to whom neither an ugly word nor thought was possible. It annoyed him that either he or Kitty should be introducing her son to Madame d'Estrées. It was really tiresome of Kitty!
"I was to tell you, sir, that your breakfast was ready. And Lady Tranmore's servant has brought this note." Ashe took it and thrust it into his pocket. "Get my things ready, please," said Kitty to her maid. Ashe felt himself dismissed and went. As soon as he was gone, Kitty sprang out of bed, threw on a dressing-gown, and ran across to Blanche, who was bending over a chest of drawers.
Lady Tranmore's eyebrows went up, and she could not restrain the word: "Alone?" "Naturellement!" laughed Kitty. "He reads me French poetry, and we talk French. We let Madeleine Alcot come once, but her accent was so shocking that Geoffrey wouldn't have her again!" Lady Tranmore flushed deeply. The "Geoffrey" seemed to her intolerable.
Meanwhile, down-stairs, Ashe himself was wrestling with another phase of the same situation. Lady Tranmore's note had said: "I shall be with you almost immediately after you receive this, as I want to catch you before you go to the Foreign Office." Accordingly, they were in the library, Ashe on the defensive, Lady Tranmore nervous, embarrassed, and starting at a sound.
Xanthippe is not beloved, and I don't believe Parham will let her interfere with what he thinks best for the party. Will it pay to put me in the cabinet or not? that's what he'll ask. I shall be strongly backed, too, by most of our papers." A number of thoughts ran through Lady Tranmore's brain.
And yet Margaret French believed it was rather with her son than with her husband that the constant and wearing anxiety of Lady Tranmore's life should be connected. All the ambition, the pride of race and history which had been disappointed in her husband had poured themselves into her devotion to her son. She lived now for his happiness and success.
The speaker put up two small hands and pulled and patted at the black lace strings of Lady Tranmore's hat, which were tied under the delicately wrinkled white of her very distinguished chin. "This hat suits you so you are such a grande dame in it. Ah! Je t'adore!"
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