“What do you think of Miss Dunstable?” said Mrs. Gresham to her
uncle, as they sat together over their coffee. She added nothing to
the question, but asked it in all its baldness.
“Think about her!” said the doctor. “Well, Mary; what do you think
about her? I dare say we think the same.”
“But that’s not the question. What do you think about her? Do you
think she’s honest?”
“Honest? Oh, yes, certainly—very honest, I should say.”
“And good-tempered?”
“Uncommonly good-tempered.”
“And affectionate?”
“Well; yes,—and affectionate. I should certainly say that she is
affectionate.”
“I’m sure she’s clever.”
“Yes, I think she’s clever.”
“And, and—and womanly in her feelings.” Mrs. Gresham felt that she
could not quite say lady-like, though she would fain have done so had
she dared.
“Oh, certainly,” said the doctor. “But, Mary, why are you dissecting
Miss Dunstable’s character with so much ingenuity?”
“Well, uncle, I will tell you why; because—” and Mrs. Gresham, while
she was speaking, got up from her chair, and going round the table to
her uncle’s side, put her arm round his neck till her face was close
to his, and then continued speaking as she stood behind him out of
his sight—“because—I think that Miss Dunstable is—is very fond of
you; and that it would make her happy if you would—ask her to be
your wife.”
“Mary!” said the doctor, turning round with an endeavour to look his
niece in the face.
“I am quite in earnest, uncle—quite in earnest. From little things
that she has said, and little things that I have seen, I do believe
what I now tell you.”
“And you want me to—”
“Dear uncle; my own one darling uncle, I want you only to do that
which will make you—make you happy. What is Miss Dunstable to me
compared to you?” And then she stooped down and kissed him.
The doctor was apparently too much astounded by the intimation given
him to make any further immediate reply. His niece, seeing this,
left him that she might go and dress; and when they met again in the
drawing-room Frank Gresham was with them.
CHAPTER XXIX.
MISS DUNSTABLE AT HOME.
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