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Longdon transferred to him something of the same colder apprehension, looking at him manifestly harder than ever before and finding in his eyes also no doubt a consciousness more charged. He presently got up, but, without answering Vanderbank, fixed again Mrs. Brook, to whom he echoed without expression: "Hate you?" The next moment, while he remained in presence with Vanderbank, Mrs.
"It's awfully vulgar to be talking about it, but I can't help feeling that something possibly rather big will come of Mr. Longdon." "Ah we've touched on that before," said Vanderbank, "and you know you did think something might come even for me." She continued however, as if she scarce heard him, to work out her own vision. "It's very true that up to now "
He sees we're quite a different thing." "I dare say" her friend was fully appreciative. "Yet the old thing what do YOU know of it?" "I personally? Well, I've seen some change even in MY short life. And aren't the old books full of us? Then Mr. Longdon himself has told me." Vanderbank smoked and smoked. "You've gone into it with him?" "As far as a man and a woman can together."
They quitted their place together and at the end of a few steps became aware of the approach of one of the others, a figure but a few yards off, arriving from the quarter from which Nanda had come. "Ah Mr. Longdon!" she spoke with eagerness now. Vanderbank instantly waved his hat. "Dear old boy!" "Between you all, at any rate," she said more gaily, "you've brought me down."
How awfully interesting!" Nanda thought. "It WILL be awfully to Mr. Longdon." "Some more NOW, please," said Mitchy while she took his cup. "And to Mr. Longdon only, eh? Is that a way of saying that it's none of MY business?" The fact of her attending and with a happy show of particular care to his immediate material want added somehow, as she replied, to her effect of sincerity. "Ah, Mr.
"You do put one through!" Vanderbank laughed. But he showed himself perfectly prepared. "Out of the school-room and where she is now. In her mother's drawing-room. At her mother's fireside." Mr. Longdon stared. "But where else should she be?" "At her husband's, don't you see?" He looked as if he quite saw, yet was nevertheless not to be put off from his original challenge.
She sent them off together, but had a grave protest as her friend put out his hand for the volume. "No, Petherton not for books; for her reading I can't say I do trust you. But for everything else quite!" she declared to Mr. Longdon with a look of conscientious courage as their companion withdrew. "I do believe," she pursued in the same spirit, "in a certain amount of intelligent confidence.
"Oh but what Nanda wants, you know, is that you shouldn't be too much so." Mr. Longdon thoughtfully rambled. "Too much ?" "To let him off, as we were saying, easily." The elder man for a while said nothing more, but he at last came back. "She'd like me actually to give him something?" "I dare say!" "Money?" Mitchy smiled. "A handsome present."
Perhaps I'm after all a case. I shall certainly cling to you." "You're too clever you're too clever: that's what's the matter with you all!" Mr. Longdon sighed. "With us ALL?" Vanderbank echoed. "Dear Mr. Longdon, it's the first time I've heard it. If you should say the matter with ME in particular, why there might be something in it.
His companion faltered but an instant. "Ah that's another thing I know. But it's also exactly why. Why I want Nanda away." "I see, I see." The response had been prompt, yet Mr. Longdon seemed suddenly to show that he suspected the superficial. "Unless it's with Mrs. Brook you're in love."
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