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"Yes, we did," said Ethel. "And she used to be so pleased to come over
here and to be told how to do things. Now I think of it she hardly ever
does come over now. So that's the reason, is it? Taken up by the
Graftons and had her head turned. Well, all I can say is that when she
does deign to come over here again, or we go and see her, we shan't
stand any nonsense of _that_ sort. If she wants a talking to she can get
it here."
"I wish you _would_ talk to her," said the Vicar. "I've tried to do so,
seeing her going wrong, and thinking it my duty; but she simply won't
listen to me now. They've entirely altered her, and I whom she used to
look up to almost as a father am nothing any more, beside them."
"That's too bad," said Rhoda. "And you used to make such a pet of her."
"Well, I don't know that I ever did that," said the Vicar. "Of course I
was fond of the child, and tried to bring her out; but I was training
her all the time, to make a good useful woman of her. Her mother was
grateful to me for it, I know, and she herself has often told me what a
different life it was for her from the one she had been living, and how
happy she was at Abington in their little cottage, and having us as
their friends. Well she might be too! We've done everything for that
girl, and this is the return. I haven't yet told you what disturbs me so
much. You know how I dislike those noisy rackety Pembertons."
"Why I thought you were bosom friends with them again," said Rhoda. "Mr.
Brill came over the other day--Father Brill I refuse to call him--and
said he had met you and Mrs. Mercer dining there."
"Oh, one must dine with one's neighbours occasionally," said the Vicar,
"unless one wants to cut one's self off from them entirely. Besides, I
thought I'd done them an injustice. Mrs. Pemberton had done me the
honour to consult me about certain good works that she was engaged in,
and I did what I could, naturally, to be helpful and to interest
myself. Why she did it I don't know, considering that when I took the
trouble to bicycle over there last I was informed that she was not at
home, although, if you'll believe me, there was a large party there, the
Graftons and Mollie among them, playing tennis."
"Mollie! I didn't know _she_ knew the Pembertons! She _is_ getting on!
No wonder her head's turned!"
"What I wanted to tell you was that young Pemberton met her at the Abbey
some time ago, when the Graftons first came, and took a fancy to her. It
was _he_ who got her asked over to Grays, and she actually went there
before Mrs. Pemberton had called on Mrs. Walter. Now I ask you, is that
the proper way for a girl to behave?"
"Well, you haven't told us how she does behave yet," said Rhoda. "Has
she taken a fancy to young Pemberton? It would be a splendid match for
her."
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