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She repeated the movement, but as if to let it all go, and Vanderbank meanwhile, pulling out his watch, had got up with a laugh that showed some inattention and made to Mitchy a remark about their walking away together. Mitchy, engaged for the instant with Mrs. Brook, had assented only with a nod, but the attitude of the two men had become that of departure.
Leave it to Nanda herself," Vanderbank presently added; on which his companion so manifestly left it that she touched after a moment's silence on quite a different matter. "I dare say he'd tell YOU wouldn't he? if he were to give her any considerable sum." She had only obeyed his injunction, but he stared at the length of her jump. "He might attempt to do so, but I shouldn't at all like it."
Vanderbank, still with his smile, smoked a minute. "That's what you've heard it called?" "Yes, but you must excuse me from telling you by whom." He was amused at his friend's discretion. "It's unimaginable. But it doesn't matter. We all call everything anything. The meaning of it, if you and I put it so, is well, a modern shade." "You must deal then yourself," said Mr.
"Oh yes no doubt; it's a big subject." She appeared to wish to meet him on everything reasonable. "Even Mr. Longdon admits that." Vanderbank wondered. "You mean you talk over with him !" "The subject of girls? Why we scarcely discuss anything else." "Oh no wonder then you're not bored. But you mean," he asked, "that he recognises the inevitable change ?" "He can't shut his eyes to the facts.
"Ah certainly; but not as if she had been pushed down the chimney. All in good time." "What do you call good time?" "Why time to make herself loved." Vanderbank wondered. "By the men who come to the house?" Mr. Longdon slightly attenuated this way of putting it. "Yes and in the home circle. Where's the 'strain' of her being suffered to be a member of it?"
Longdon stood before her and raised to Vanderbank, when she had ceased, the eyes he had attached to the carpet while she talked. "And must I go now?" Explanations, she had said, spoiled things, but he might have been a stranger at an Eastern court comically helpless without his interpreter. "If Mrs.
Vanderbank turned more round to him. "Apply to the Duchess for her niece?" "It's practically settled." "But since when?" Mitchy barely faltered. "Since this afternoon." "Ah then not with the Duchess herself." "With Nanda whose plan from the first, you won't have forgotten, the thing has so charmingly been."
You're not in any degree at all in love?" There fell between them, before Vanderbank replied, another pause, of which he took advantage to move once more round the table. Mr. Longdon meanwhile had mounted to the high bench and sat there as if the judge were now in his proper place. At last his companion spoke. "What you're coming to is of course that you've conceived a desire."
"I don't say you're more minute I say he's more brilliant. Besides, as I've told you before, you're not one of us." With which, as a check to further discussion, she went straight on to Mr. "Well, of what?" Mr. Longdon boldly demanded while his hostess appeared thoughtfully to falter. She addressed herself mutely to Vanderbank, in whom the movement produced a laugh.
"Well," his companion risked, "I dare say it isn't in London by any means what it is at Beccles. I quite literally mean that," Vanderbank reassuringly added; "I never really have believed in the existence of friendship in big societies in great towns and great crowds.
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