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"Most of the flowers here," Nanda at last said, "come from Mr. Longdon. Don't you remember his garden?" Vanderbank, in quick response, called it up. "Dear yes wasn't it charming? And that morning you and I spent there" he was so careful to be easy about it "talking under the trees." "You had gone out to be quiet and read !" "And you came out to look after me.
Then while the girl's face met his own with the clear confession of it: "Isn't she too splendid for anything?" he asked with immense enjoyment. "What do you suppose is her idea?" Nanda's eyes had now turned to Mr. Longdon, whom she fixed with her mild straightness; which led to Mitchy's carrying on and repeating the appeal. "Isn't Mrs. Brook charming? What do you suppose is her idea?"
"It's a face of Gainsborough!" Mr. Longdon returned with spirit. "Lady Julia herself harked back." Vanderbank, clearly, was equally touched and amused. "Let us say at once that it's a face of Raphael." His old friend's hand was instantly on his arm. "That's exactly what I often said to myself of Lady Julia's." "The forehead's a little too high," said Vanderbank.
Had every one, when you came away, turned up?" she asked as he was still silent. "I dare say. There were some ladies and gentlemen on the terrace whom I didn't know. But I looked only for you and came this way on an indication of your mother's." "And did she ask that if you should find me with Mr. Van you'd make him come to her?" Mr. Longdon replied to this with some delay and without movement.
"Why doesn't he marry, you mean?" Mr. Longdon fairly flushed with recognition. "You're very deep, but with what we perceive why doesn't he?" Mitchy continued visibly to have his amusement, which might have been, this time and in spite of the amalgamation he had pictured, for what "they" perceived. But he threw off after an instant an answer clearly intended to meet the case.
She turned over again a few leaves of his book and, closing it with something of a clap, transferred it to the bench beside him a movement in which, as if through a drop into thought, he rendered her no assistance. "What I mean is that I proposed it to Mr. Longdon, I suggested he should be asked. I've a reason for seeing him I want to talk to him. And do you know," the girl went on, "what Mr.
Decidedly she went fast, but Mr. Longdon in a moment had caught up. "Mr. Vanderbank your idea is would require on the part of his wife something of that sort?" "Pray who wouldn't in the world we all move in require it quite as much? Mr. Vanderbank, I'm assured, has no means of his own at all, and if he doesn't believe in impecunious marriages it's not I who shall be shocked at him.
"If Nanda's so like her, WAS she so exquisite?" "Oh yes; every one was agreed about that." Mr. Longdon kept his eyes on the face, trying a little, Vanderbank even thought, to conceal his own. "She was one of the greatest beauties of her day." "Then IS Nanda so like her?" Vanderbank persisted, amused at his friend's transparency. "Extraordinarily. Her mother told me all about her."
By whom, let me hasten to assure you," she laughed, "I don't in the least mean Mrs. Brook! She IS delicious if you like, but believe me when I tell you, caro mio if you need to be told that for effective action on him you're worth twenty of her." What was most visible in Mr. Longdon was that, however it came to him, he had rarely before, all at once, had so much given him to think about.
"Perhaps I don't quite see the value of what your husband and you and I are in a position to do for him." "Do you mean because he's himself so clever?" "Well," said Mr. Longdon, "I dare say that's at the bottom of my feeling so proud to be taken up by him. I think of the young men of MY time and see that he takes in more. But that's what you all do," he rather helplessly sighed.
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