City and town life -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction
“For a fellow like that to lose a girl as he lost Lady Joan was pretty
tough,” the oaf said. “By gee! it was tough!”
He knew it all--the whole thing, scandal, tragically broken marriage,
everything. And knowing it, he was laying his Yankee plans for getting
the girl to Temple Barholm to look her over. It was of a grossness
one sometimes heard of in men of his kind, and yet it seemed in its
casualness to out-leap any little scheme of the sort he had so far
looked on at.
“Lady Joan felt it immensely,” he said.
A footman was to be seen moving toward them, evidently bearing a
message. Tea was served in the drawing-room, and he had come to announce
the fact.
They went back to the house, and Miss Alicia filled cups for them and
presided over the splendid tray with a persuasive suggestion in the
matter of hot or cold things which made it easy to lead up to any
subject. She was the best of unobtrusive hostesses.
Palliser talked of his visit at Detchworth, which had been shortened
because he had gone to “fit in” and remain until a large but uncertain
party turned up. It had turned up earlier than had been anticipated, and
of course he could only delicately slip away.
“I am sorry it has happened, however,” he said, “not only because one
does not wish to leave Detchworth, but because I shall miss Lady Mallowe
and Lady Joan, who are to be at Asshawe Holt next week. I particularly
wanted to see them.”
Miss Alicia glanced at Tembarom to see what he would do. He spoke before
he could catch her glance.
“Say,” he suggested, “why don't you bring your grip over here and stay?
I wish you would.”
“A grip means a Gladstone bag,” Miss Alicia murmured in a rapid
undertone.
Palliser replied with appreciative courtesy. Things were going extremely
well.
“That's awfully kind of you,” he answered. “I should like it
tremendously. Nothing better. You are giving me a delightful
opportunity. Thank you, thank you. If I may turn up on Thursday I shall
be delighted.”
There was satisfaction in this at least in the observant gray eye when
he went away.
CHAPTER XX
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