He moved nearer to it, and continued freely to express his admiration.
The resemblance to May Tomalin had struck him, he thought it probable
that some sculptor had amused himself by idealising the girl's
suggestive features; but at this juncture it seemed to him more
prudent, as in any case it would be politic, to affect to see only a
revival of Lady Ogram's youth. It startled him to find that his tact
had guided him so well.
He continued to behave with all prudence, talking through luncheon
chiefly with the hostess, and directing hardly a remark to May, who, on
her side, maintained an equal discretion. Afterwards, he saw Lady Ogram
in private.
"You mean to stay on at the hotel, no doubt," she said. "Yes, it'll be
more convenient for you than if you came here. But look in and let us
know how things go on. Let me see, to-morrow is Wednesday; don't come
to-morrow. On Thursday I may have something to tell you; yes, come and
lunch on Thursday. You understand--on Thursday. And there's something
else I may as well say at once; the expenses of the election are my
affair."
Dyce began a grateful protest, but was cut short.
"I say that is my affair. We'll talk about it when the fight is over.
No petty economies! In a day or two, when things are in order, we must
have Breakspeare here. Perhaps you had better go away for the day of
Robb's funeral. Yes, don't be seen about on that day. Spare no useful
expense; I give you a free hand. Only win; that's all I ask of you. I
shan't like it if you're beaten by jams and pickles. And lunch here on
Thursday--you understand?"
Dyce had never known the old autocrat so babblingly iterative. Nor had
he ever beheld her in such a mood of gaiety, of exultation.
"Go and have a word with Constance," she said at length. "I rather
think she's going into the town; if so, you can go together. She's in
great spirits. It isn't her way to talk much, but I can see she feels
very hopeful. By the bye, I'm expecting Sir William before dinner--Sir
William Amys, you know. He may be here still when you come on Thursday."
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