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This move ministered apparently to Vanderbank's mere silence, for it was still without speaking that, after a little, he turned away from his friend and dropped once more into the same seat. "I've shown you already, you of course remember," Vanderbank presently said to him, "that I'm perfectly aware of how much better Mrs. Brook would like YOU for the position."
"It isn't only the gravity," his companion went on; "it's the ridicule that inevitably attaches !" The manner in which Mr. Longdon indicated the empty room was in itself an interruption. "Don't I sufficiently spare you?" "Thank you, thank you," said Vanderbank. "Besides, it's not for nothing."
Vanderbank showed his interest. "Whereas at your mother's ?" "Well, you were all afraid." Vanderbank laughed straight out. "Do you mind my telling her that?" "Oh she knows it. I've heard her say herself you were." "Ah I was," he concurred. "You know we've spoken of that before." "I'm speaking now of all of you," said Nanda.
Longdon's roof, between Vanderbank and Mitchy, where the conduct of so much fine meaning, so many flares of the exhibitory torch through the labyrinth of mere immediate appearances, mere familiar allusions, is successfully and safely effected; such as the whole array of the terms of presentation that are made to serve, all systematically, yet without a gap anywhere, for the presentation, throughout, of a Mitchy "subtle" no less than concrete and concrete no less than deprived of that officious explanation which we know as "going behind"; such as, briefly, the general service of co-ordination and vivification rendered, on lines of ferocious, of really quite heroic compression, by the picture of the assembled group at Mrs.
"Well, what's the difference?" "Oh there IS a difference," Mrs. Brook loyally said. Then she opened an inch or two, for Vanderbank, the door of her dim radiance. "Only I should have thought it a difference for the better. Of course," she added, "it remains absolutely with us three alone, and don't you already feel from it the fresh charm with it here between us of our being together?"
My views for Nanda," said Mrs. Brook, "have somehow gone up." Vanderbank was prompt to show how he could understand it. "So that you wouldn't consider even Mitchy now?" But his friend took no notice of the question. "The way Mr.
Besides, how can we be properly conscious of each other ?" "That's it!" Vanderbank completed his idea: "without my finding myself for instance in you and Mrs. Brook? We see ourselves reflected we're conscious of the charming whole. I thank you," he pursued after an instant to Mrs. Brook "I thank you for your sincerity."
"When you're satisfied a woman's 'really' poor you never give her a crust?" "Do you call Nanda a crust, Duchess?" Vanderbank amusedly asked. "She's all at any rate, apparently, just now, that poor Tishy has to live on." "You're severe then," the young man said, "on our dinner of to-night." "Oh Jane," Mrs. Brook declared, "is never severe: she's only uncontrollably witty.
He might almost have been a priest if priests, as it occurred to Vanderbank, were ever such dandies. He had at all events conclusively doubled the Cape of the years he would never again see fifty-five: to the warning light of that bleak headland he presented a back sufficiently conscious.
Save when it happened to rain Vanderbank always walked home, but he usually took a hansom when the rain was moderate and adopted the preference of the philosopher when it was heavy.
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