Chrissie collapsed into silence; but, veiled by her thickly-flowing
hair, she grimaced to herself and scowled at her friend, who was
regarding her with that air of enjoyment which it is impossible not to
feel when a companion receives a nice little snub for her pains!
Agatha and Elsie had already begun to invent forecasts of the news which
Mrs Maitland would have to tell, when, to the amazement of all, who
should appear round the corner of the house but that lady herself! She
carried her card-case in her hand, and waved her hand in greeting; but,
for once in their lives, the girls were too much overcome with surprise
to respond.
Back already, when she had barely had time to go up to the door and
retrace her steps! What did it mean? Not at home? But Mr Vanburgh
was always at home. According to report, his farthest expedition was
into the garden, where surely he would be able to receive a visitor on a
bright spring afternoon. Surprise held them dumb, until Mrs Maitland
had reached speaking distance, when, with one accord, they deafened her
with inquiries, to which she did her best to reply after the first
greetings were over.
"How do you do, Mrs Rendell? Good afternoon, Mr Talbot. I am one of
the privileged _few_ who have been told your secret, and I wish you
every happiness, and dear Lilias also. I tell every engaged couple I
meet that I hope they may only be as happy as I am. My dear children,
don't pull me to pieces; this is my very best dress! I'll tell you all
about it in a minute. I am so glad to have this opportunity of seeing
you all together, for I was longing to come over. May I sit here?
Well, then, to begin at the beginning..."
She put her card-case on her lap, and clasped her hands together in
preparation, and the girls watched her with approving eyes, for Mrs
Maitland was a most satisfactory story-teller. She began at the
beginning--the very smallest possible beginning--instead of halfway
through the narrative, as other grown-up people had a habit of doing,
and went straight through to the end, noticing every detail, and
describing it in racy, picturesque language.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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