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Vance's face. "I remember him when he was a youngster. His father chucked the business, and set up as a Baptist minister a Particular Baptist." "Indeed." "An uncommonly clever fellow, Nevill Tyson; sharp as needles. But they couldn't bring him up to the business, nor the ministry." "Hardly good enough for him, I should imagine." "Well no. It wasn't a house with any standing in his time.
Congratulating himself upon his social proficiency, Jake Cornell cleared his throat and marshalled the second woman to the front. "Mr. Corliss, the Virgin; I make you both acquainted. Hem!" in response to the query in Vance's eyes "Yes, the Virgin. That's all, just the Virgin." She smiled and bowed, but did not shake hands.
If she had escaped this effect she was willing to leave the rest with Providence. The notion that a girl of Margaret Vance's traditions would naturally form of girls like Christine and Mela Dryfoos would be that they were abashed in the presence of the new conditions of their lives, and that they must receive the advance she had made them with a certain grateful humility.
"It can't be their money; it can't be!" sighed Mrs. March. "Well, I don't know. We all respect money." "Yes, but Miss Vance's position is so secure. She needn't pay court to those stupid, vulgar people." "Well, let's console ourselves with the belief that she would, if she needed. Such people as the Dryfooses are the raw material of good society.
He and I were great friends at Eton somewhat in the same position of pride and poverty. Of all the boys in the school we two had the least pocket-money. Poor Branthwaite! I lost sight of him afterwards. He went into the Church, got only a curacy, and died young." "And left a son, poorer than himself, who married Frank Vance's sister." "You don't say so.
Vance's hand, and pressing it warmly; "since we are talking so freely together, and I know you are too generous to be offended, I will confess to you that if Jennie persists in concealing this money, I would prefer not to have Dotty play with her very much; at least while her mother is not here to have the care of her." It was hard for Mrs. Parlin to say this, and she added presently,
And Darrell was cognizant of his paternal disgrace, had taunted his father in yonder old hall for what? the marriage from which Lionel sprang! The hands grew tighter and tighter before that burning face. He did not weep, as he had done in Vance's presence at a thought much less galling. Not that tears would have misbecome him.
But now, as they crossed the gangway, she looked up at him with eyes that for the moment were honest and true as a child's, and her firm hand suddenly trembled in his. Three weeks later Mrs. Waldeaux came into Miss Vance's little parlor on Half Moon Street. Her face was red from the wind, her eyes sparkled, and she hummed some gay air which an organ ground outside. Clara laid down her pen.
But though Vance's conduct was disgusting, after all he had told him what he was dying to know. The antecedents of old Tyson of Thorneytoft had been wrapped in a dull mystery which nobody had ever taken the trouble to penetrate. He had been in business that much was known; and as he was highly respectable, it was concluded that his business had been highly respectable too.
Vance to Carrie, "we think we might as well give up the flat and store our things. We'll be gone for the summer, and it would be a useless expense. I think we'll settle a little farther down town when we come back." Carrie heard this with genuine sorrow. She had enjoyed Mrs. Vance's companionship so much. There was no one else in the house whom she knew. Again she would be all alone.
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