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Miss Gainsborough Lady Tristram, I mean will miss you so much." "Let her!" said the Imp ungraciously. "I've put myself out enough about the Tristrams." Neeld forbore to remind her of the entirely voluntary nature of her sacrifices; after all he was not the man to throw stones on that account. "Wait a few days anyhow," he urged her. In a few days something must happen. "A few days? Oh, yes!"
These Arthurs, Launcelots, Tristrams, Kays, and Gawains, fantastic phantoms, were also far more artistically malleable than the iron Rolands, Olivers, and Renauds of earlier days; that unknown kingdom of Britain could much more easily be made the impossible ideal, in longing for which squeamish and lazy minds might refuse all coarser reality.
Summer was, of course, over when the girls assembled at Aylmer House. Nevertheless, there was a sort of afterglow of summer, which was further intensified by the beautiful flowers in the window-boxes and by the fresh, clean, fragrant atmosphere of the house itself. The two Cardews and the two Tristrams came up to Aylmer House by an early train. Mr. Tristram brought them to school, Mr. and Mrs.
Cecily watched him with puzzled interest still sitting with her foot stuck out in front of her and her head resting on the bend of her arm; her eyes looked upward, and her lips were just parted. "Have I been staring at you?" he inquired abruptly. "Well, yes, you have," she answered, laughing. "But a strange cousin expects to be examined rather carefully. Do I pass muster among the Tristrams?
Mina came and knelt down by her, caressing her hand. Cecily shivered a little and moved with a vague air of discomfort. "But I believe he cares for you," Mina whispered. "He might have cared for me perhaps. But Blent's between." Blent was between. The difficulty seemed insuperable at least where you were dealing with Tristrams. Mina could not but acknowledge that.
That day one scene more awaited him which rose out of Blent and belonged to Blent. The Imp made an appointment by telegram, and the Imp came. Harry could no longer regard his bachelor-chambers as any barrier against the incursions of excited young women. Anything that concerned the Tristrams seemed naturally antipathetic to conventions.
He laughed a moment. "I wouldn't have the ghost. I didn't know why. Now I know. I wanted the you that was here the real you as you had been on the night I went away. So I've come back to you. We're ourselves here, Cecily. We Tristrams are ourselves at Blent." She had listened silently, her eyes on his.
And now Cecily goes about looking just like you hard and proud and grim; and she's begun to move things about and alter arrangements at Blent. That's what brings it home to me most of all. But I shan't write again. I am going to stay at Merrion through the winter, and since you won't come here, this is the last of me for a long time anyhow. Oh, you Tristrams! Good-by,
He was known as the Reverend William Tristram; and, as the living was in the gift of the Meredith family, he was a distant connection of Mrs. Cardew, and had been appointed by her husband to the living of Meredith at her request. The only playfellows the girls had ever enjoyed were the young Tristrams. There were two boys and two girls. The boys were the younger, the girls the elder.
"Of course I know the Tristrams, but who was the girl who was with them?" "A special friend of theirs, a Miss Howland. She has been their school companion abroad. She is staying with them at the rectory. Why, what is the matter, Lady Lysle? Do you know anything about her?" "I don't know her," said Lady Lysle, "but I know a little bit about her mother.
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