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Like Lady Tranmore, he had, as it were, stepped back from his life, and was looking at it the last three years of it in particular as a whole. What was the net result of those years? Where was he? Whither were he and Kitty going? A strange pang shot through him. The mere asking of the question had been as the lifting of the lamp of Psyche.
He repeated so fat as dressing would let him a number of the charming and considered phrases in which Lady Tranmore, full of relief, pleasure, and a secret self-reproach, had expressed to him the effect produced upon herself and a select public by Kitty's performance at the Parhams'. Kitty had indeed behaved like an angel an angel en toilette de bal, reciting a scene from Alfred de Musset.
He trusted her to see the promise in this untamed and gifted creature; he counted on the sense of power that Lady Tranmore possessed, and which would but find new scope in the taming of Kitty. But Kitty's mother? Kitty must, of course, be rescued from Madame d'Estrées must find a new and truer mother in Lady Tranmore. But money would do it; and money must be lavished.
And then no more, as the rush of the crowd swept them apart. After that, sleep had wholly deserted Lady Tranmore if, indeed, after the publication of the cabinet list in the afternoon, and William's letter following upon it, any had been still possible. And in the early morning she had sent her note to Kitty a ballon d'essai, despatched in a horror of great fear.
Lord Grosville believed that some rumors as to Cliffe's private character had entered into the decisive defeat in a constituency largely Nonconformist which had befallen that gentleman at the polls. Poor Lady Tranmore! He saw her anxieties in her face, and was truly sorry for her. At the same time, inveterate gossip that he was, he regarded her with a kind of hunger.
The Dean and Lady Tranmore approached behind them again Ashe and Mrs. Winston. "Well, old fellow!" said Ashe, clapping a hand on Darrell's shoulder. "Uncommonly glad to see you. You look as though that damned London had been squeezing the life out of you. Come for a stroll before dinner?" The two men accordingly left the talkers on the lawn, and struck into the park.
You remember that poor cousin of mine who died at Tokio? Mr. Cliffe had seen something of him, and he very kindly wrote both to his mother and me afterwards. Then " "You didn't forgive him!" cried Lady Tranmore. Mary laughed. "Was there anything to forgive? We were both young and foolish. Anyway, he interests me and his letters are splendid."
I thought I heard wheels." Mrs. Alcot rose, and they strolled back towards the house. "And the party?" resumed Darrell. "Not particularly thrilling. Lord Grosville " "Also, I presume, en garçon." Mrs. Alcot smiled. " the Manleys, Lady Tranmore, Miss French, the Dean of Milford and his wife, Eddie Helston " "That, I understand, is Lady Kitty's undergraduate adorer?"
She found her close behind, engaged in a perfunctory conversation, which evidently left her quite free to follow things more exciting. She, too, was watching; and presently it seemed to Lady Tranmore that her eyes met with those of Cliffe. Cliffe paused; abruptly lost the thread of his conversation with Mr. Loraine, and began to make his way through the crowded room.
Since then he frankly confessed to himself that in the intervals of his new official and administrative work he had been a good deal haunted by memories of this strange child, her eyes, her grace even in her fits of proud shyness and the way in which, as he had put her into her cab after the visit to Lady Tranmore, her tiny hand had lingered in his, a mute, astonishing appeal.
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