England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction
"He would find no other conveyance from the train unless he ordered one
previously," said Katherine, laughing.
"Dear me! I suppose he will be here directly. How early he must have
started!" in a tone of annoyance. "I feel so hot and uncomfortable after
this dreadfully long walk, I _must_ change my dress before I see any
one." And she hastened on.
After holding his aunt's hand for a while, Charlie darted away to
overtake Francois, whom he perceived at a little distance.
"I declare, Katherine, you are quite supplanting me with those boys!"
exclaimed their mother, querulously.
"Ada, I would not for the world wean them from you, if--I
mean"--stopping the words which rushed to her lips. "I should be sorry.
But you have new ties--another boy. Could you not spare Cis and Charlie
to me--for I have no one?"
"I am sure that is your own fault. However, if after three or four
months' experience you are not tired of them, I shall be very much
surprised."
On reaching the house, Mrs. Ormonde went straight to her own apartment
to "refit," and Katherine sat down in the smaller drawing or morning
room, which looked west and was cool. She had not been there many
minutes before De Burgh was announced.
"Alone!" he exclaimed. "Where is Mrs. Ormonde?"
"She will be here immediately."
"Has she persuaded you to return with her? I wish you would. Lady G----
gives a dinner at Richmond on Thursday; it will be rather amusing. I
know most of the fellows who are going, and I think you would enjoy it.
You like good talkers, I know."
"Thank you; I have refused."
"Absolutely?"
"Absolutely."
De Burgh came over and leaned his shoulder against the side of the
window opposite to where Katherine sat.
"What are you thinking of, if I may ask, Miss Liddell?" he said. "You
have scarcely heard what I said. They are not pleasant thoughts, I
fancy."
"No," she returned, glad to put them into words that she might exorcise
them. "Ada has just reproached me with supplanting her with her boys,
and it made me feel, as Americans say 'bad.'"
"Why?" he asked. "Why should you not? I would lay long odds that you
love them more than she does. You are more a real mother to them. Why
are you always straining at gnats? You really lose a lot of time, which
might be more agreeably occupied, worrying over the rights and wrongs of
things. Follow my example: go straight ahead for whatever you desire,
provided it's not robbery, and let things balance themselves."
"Has that system made you supremely happy?"
"Happy! Oh, that is a big word. I have had some splendid spurts of
enjoyment; and now I have an object to win. It will give me a lot of
trouble; it's the heaviest stake I ever played for; but it will go hard
with me if I don't succeed."
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