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Nothing's more probable than that I've said something nasty; but which of my particular horrors?" "Well then, your conveying that she makes her daughter out younger !" "To make herself out the same?" Vanderbank took him straight up. "It was nasty my doing that? I see, I see.
"That's your mother!" he brought out with something of the elation of a child making a discovery or guessing a riddle. "I don't make you out in her yet in my recollection of her, which, as I told you, is perfect; but I dare say I soon shall." Vanderbank was more and more aware that the kind of amusement he excited would never in the least be a bar to affection. "Please take all your time." Mr.
"What IS the matter?" "What do you want to get out of him, you wretch?" Mitchy went on as their host for an instant said nothing. Vanderbank, whose handsome face had a fine thought in it, looked a trifle absently from one of them to the other; but it was to Nanda he spoke. "Do you like him, Nanda?" She showed surprise at the question. "How can I know so soon?" "HE knows already."
"I said to you just now that I knew the mothers, but it would have been more to the point to say the grandmothers." He stopped before his young friend, then nodded at the image of Nanda. "I knew HERS. She put it at something less." Vanderbank rather failed to understand. "The old lady? Put what?" Mr. Longdon's face showed him as for a moment feeling his way. "I'm speaking of Mrs. Brookenham.
This victim of memory, with his back turned, was gazing out of the window, and when in answer he showed his face there were tears in his eyes. His answer in fact was just these tears, the significance of which Vanderbank immediately recognised. "It's still greater then than you gathered from her photograph?" "It's the most extraordinary thing in the world. I'm too absurd to be so upset" Mr.
"Then where in the world am I?" "Oh you're an extra. There are always extras." "A complete set and one over?" Vanderbank laughed. "Where then's Tishy?" Charming and grave, the girl thought a moment. "She's in Paris with her mother on their way to Aix-les-Bains." Then with impatience she continued: "Do you know that's a great deal to say what you said just now?
"How you've observed her!" Vanderbank met it without confusion. "Whom haven't I observed? Do you like her?" he then rather oddly and abruptly asked. The old man broke away again. "How can I tell with such disparities?" "The manner must be different," Vanderbank suggested. "And the things she says." His visitor was before him again. "I don't know what to make of them.
Vanderbank wondered a moment what things in particular these might be; he found himself wanting to get at everything his visitor represented, to enter into his consciousness and feel, as it were, on his side. He glanced with an intention freely sarcastic at an easy possibility. "The extraordinary vitality of Brookenham?" Mr.
There fell between them on this a silence of some minutes, after which it would probably not have been possible for either to say if their eyes had met while it lasted. This was at any rate not the case as Vanderbank at last remarked: "Your brass, my dear young lady, is pure gold!" "Then it's of me, I think, that Harold ought to borrow." "You mean therefore that mine isn't?" Vanderbank went on.
"Ah with you there was no gulf. He liked you from the first." Vanderbank wondered. "You mean I managed him so well?" "I don't know how you managed him, but liking me has been for him a painful gradual process. I think he does now," Nanda declared. "He accepts me at last as different he's trying with me on that basis.
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