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When she took the basin from the surgeon to bathe Mrs Damerel's temples herself, her hand shook not, and she performed the kindly office as neatly as if no misfortune had befallen her. When she went to the door to entreat the neighbours to stand away from it, that sufficient air might be admitted into the room, her voice, though rather deeper in tone than usual, was calm and firm.
She had felt a desire to talk of intimate things, with mention of her mother's name; but the repulsion excited in her by this woman's air of subtlety, by looks, movements, tones which she did not understand, forbade it. She could not speak with satisfaction even of Horace, feeling that Mrs. Damerel's affection, however genuine, must needs be baleful.
Damerel's interrogation a restiveness began to appear in him, and at length he answered in his natural blunt voice: 'Yes, it's all over and for a good reason. The lady's curiosity was still more provoked. 'No, she exclaimed laughingly, 'I am not going to ask the reason. That would be presuming too far on friendship.
I haven't asked how the little boy is. Well, I hope? 'Very well, I am glad to say. 'And your husband he is prospering? 'I shouldn't like to say he is prospering; it seems to mean so much; but I think he is doing good work, and we are satisfied with the results. 'My dear, you are an admirable wife. Nancy coloured; for the first time, a remark of Mrs. Damerel's had given her pleasure.
She says she never wrote any such letter. 'Then she lies, as such creatures always do. Bitterness of apprehension overcame Mrs. Damerel's prudence. With flashing eyes, she faced the young man and dared his wrath. As they stood thus, the two were astonishingly like each other, from forehead to chin. 'It's no use, I'm not going to quarrel with you, aunt. Think what you like of Miss.
Here sounded a note of pathos which impressed the critical listener. There was a look, too, in Mrs. Damerel's eyes quite unlike any that Nancy had yet detected. 'What do you wish him to do? she asked. 'If I must tell you the truth, I don't think he'll get any good in the life of society. Society's representative answered in a tone of affectionate frankness: 'He won't; I can see that.
Her brother stiffened his neck. 'You must allow me to judge for myself. 'But have you judged for yourself? Wasn't it by Mrs. Damerel's advice that you gave up business? 'Partly. But I should have done it in any case. 'Have you any plans? 'No, I haven't, he answered. 'You can't expect a man to have plans whose life has been thoroughly upset.
All through the winter he had been living as a gentleman of assured independence. This was managed very simply. Acting on Mrs. Damerel's counsel he insured his life, and straightaway used the policy as security for a loan of five hundred pounds from a friend of Mrs. Damerel's. The insurance itself was not effected without a disagreeable little episode.
Moreover, Mrs. Damerel's behaviour was too suggestive; he could hardly be wrong in explaining it by the fact that her nephew, about to be enriched by marriage, might henceforth be depended upon for all the assistance she needed. This, in the Americanism which came naturally to Crewe's lips, was 'playing it rather low down, and he resented it. How would the high and mighty Mrs.
And it looks as if he was going his own way, and didn't care much. He never writes to her now. Of course it's that woman's doing. Crewe reflected. 'I shall have to look into Mrs. Damerel's affairs. Might be worth while. Where is she living? He made a note of the information. 'Well, anything else to tell me? Beatrice spoke of business matters, then asked him if he had been out of town lately.
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