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It gave rise to surmises more or less ingenious and conflicting: Miss Trotter had a secret interest in the hotel, and represented a San Francisco syndicate; Miss Trotter was a woman of independent property, and had advanced large sums to Bilson; Miss Trotter was a woman of no property, but she was the only daughter of variously a late distinguished nobleman, a ruined millionaire, and a foreign statesman, bent on making her own living.
In love with superb objectives even if only to be reached through a measure of suffering, and searching, arresting, though the thought was to her possibly through peril of death. In such moods there is small room for a Bilson régime and outlook. A flavour of scorn marked her tone as she answered at last: "Oh, you can lay the blame on me or rather tell the truth, which amounts to the same thing.
Let her eyes rest an instant, smiling, upon the upturned polished countenances of the two small Patches shyly watching her and then seek a more distant goal. Yes, veritably Theresa Bilson in the flesh very much in the flesh, full of face and plump of bosom, gold-rimmed glasses gleaming, her mouth opened wide in song. It was a little astonishing to see her so unchanged.
Of course, everyone understood how unsuitable it would be to ask Sir Charles to patronize parish excursions and events. Here Miss Bilson became lyrical, speaking with gasping breath and glowing face, of "a call to exalted spheres of action, of great Proconsuls, Empire Builders, Pillars of the State."
This is new divinity; all sorts and sexes may both preach and rule. Let Bilson have the credit of symbolizing with the Separatists, if not of transcending them. Here is good ground in the context to make us think that the apostle here spoke of distinct church officers, and not only of distinct gifts. For, 1. "For as we have many members in one body, and all members have not the same office." 2.
Modesty and mortification alike forbade the outraged ladies reporting the episode to Dr. Horniblow in extenso. But they succeeded in giving Miss Bilson a sufficiently lurid account of it to make "the darling little island," in as far as her charge, Damaris, was concerned, more than ever taboo.
"Indeed I never hurt you on purpose. But there are such loads of things to think about, that I get absorbed in them and can't attend sometimes directly on the minute." "Absent-mindedness should be corrected rather than encouraged," Miss Bilson announced, sententious even amid her tears.
"Only what?" said June. "If only it could always be the spring!" Brandy was handed; it was pale and old. Soames said: "Bosinney, better take some brandy." Bosinney took a glass; they all arose. "You want a cab?" asked Soames. June answered: "No! My cloaks please, Bilson." Her cloak was brought. Irene, from the window, murmured: "Such a lovely night! The stars are coming out!"
For one moment Margery shrank back at the sight of so many strange faces; and a faint tinge of colour mounted to her pale cheek as Lord Marnell led her forward to her chair. In the president's seat was the Archbishop of Canterbury, and on his left hand Abbot Bilson. Several abbots, priors, and other legal and ecclesiastical dignitaries, made up the remainder of the council.
He was to be married in San Francisco at once, and he and his wife were to go abroad for a year or two; indeed, he contemplated eventually retiring from business. If Mr. Bilson was uneasily conscious during this interview that he had once paid attentions to Miss Trotter, which she had ignored, she never betrayed the least recollection of it.
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