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"I have seen her, of course," said Letty, lightly, though, alas! untruly. "But I am afraid you can hardly realise that I have only been three short seasons in London two with an old aunt, who never goes out, in Cavendish Square, poor dull old dear! and another with Mrs. Watton, of Malford." "Oh! with Mrs. Watton, of Malford," said Lord Naseby, vaguely.
The Maxwells went down alone to Brookshire, and the curious visitors who called in St. James's Square "to inquire" came away with nothing to report. "A put-up thing, the whole business," said Mrs. Watton, indignantly, to her son Harding, as she handed him the "Observer," on the Sunday morning, in the dining-room of the family house in Tilney Street.
Presently, Pall Mall being very full of traffic, they had to wait a moment at the corner of the street that turns into St. James's Square. In the pause Tressady caught sight of a man on the pavement. The man smiled, looked astonished, and took off his hat. Lady Maxwell bowed coldly, and immediately looked away. Tressady recognised Harding Watton. But neither he nor she mentioned his name.
Watton's numerous letters there dropped out the fact that Letty Sewell was expected immediately at a country house in North Mercia whereof a certain Mrs. Corfield was mistress a house only distant some twenty miles from the Tressadys' estate of Ferth Place. "My sister-in-law has recovered with remarkable rapidity," said Mrs. Watton, raising a sarcastic eye.
First of all, a hasty marriage with a silly girl who could be no help to him or to the cause; now, according to Watton who had called upon Fontenoy that morning, at his private house, to discuss various matters of business the Lady-Maxwell fever in a pronounced form. Most likely. It was the best explanation. The leader's own sense of annoyance and disappointment was considerable.
Watton sailed up to the drawing-room, followed by Harding, who carried his head poked forward, as was usual to him, an opera-hat under his arm, and an eyeglass swinging from a limp wrist. As they entered the drawing-room door, Letty, in full evening-dress, was standing with her back to them.
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Allison, with vexation, but she did not know how to stop the stream. In truth, since she had given Lord Fontenoy leave to invite Harding Watton she had had time to forget the invitation, and she was sorry now to think of his housing with the Maxwells. For Watton had been recently Lord Fontenoy's henchman and agent in a newspaper attack upon the Bill, and upon Maxwell personally, that even Mrs.
"I believe that to be entirely untrue," said Edward Watton, with emphasis, looking at his brother with hostility. George Tressady interrupted. He had an affection for Edward Watton, and cordially disliked Harding. "Is she really so handsome?" he asked, bending forward and addressing his hostess. Mrs. Watton scornfully took no notice.
"Well " said Letty, pondering, "let us lay down the subjects we may talk about first. For instance, you may talk of Mrs. Hawkins." She gave an imperceptible nod which directed his eyes to the thin woman sitting opposite, to whom Harding Watton, a fashionable and fastidious youth, was paying but scant attention. George examined her.
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