But even if she had actually said those words they would not have made
him feel unduly vain. He reflected upon the fact which he had more than
once previously noticed--namely, that the girl, though wise as became
a daughter of a Member of Parliament to be (considering that she had
to prevent, or do her best to prevent, her father from making a fool
of himself), was in many respects as innocent and as natural as a girl
should be. She had only spoken naturally when she had said that she was
glad he was to be of the riverside party--when she had implied by her
tone that she was sorry that two whole days were bound to pass before he
should arrive.
What was there in all that she had said, to make such a man as he
vain--in all that she had implied? If she had been six years old instead
of twenty-three, she would probably have told him that she loved him.
The innocence of the child would have made her outspoken; but would
his vanity have been fostered by the confession? It was the charming
naturalness of the girl that had caused her to speak out what it was but
natural she should feel. She and he had liked each other from the first,
and it was quite natural that she should be glad to see him at Hurley.
That was what he thought as he strolled to his rooms preparatory to
dressing for some function of the night. He flattered himself that he
was able to look at any situation straight in the face, so to speak.
He flattered himself that he was not a man to be led away by vanity.
He was, as a rule, on very good terms with himself, but he was rather
inclined to undervalue than overestimate the distinction which he
enjoyed among his fellow-men. And the result of his due consideration of
his last meeting with Phyllis was to make him feel that he had never
met a girl who was quite so nice; but he also felt that, if he were to
assume from the gladness which she had manifested not merely at being
with him that day, but at the prospect of meeting him up the river, that
he had made an impression upon her heart, he would be assuming too much.
But all the same, he could not help wishing that Ella had asked him
to go to The Mooring on Tuesday rather than Thursday; and he felt when
Tuesday arrived that the hot and dusty town with its ceaseless roll of
gloomy festivities contained nothing for him that he would not willingly
part withal in exchange for an hour or two beside the still waters of
the Thames in the neighborhood of Hurley.
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