How Mother did hate Lady Scilly, to be sure, a person she had never
seen! I once told her she needn't be cross with Lady Scilly, and how
harmless she was, and how very little she really thought of
Papa--snubbed him even, and treated him like dirt; and then she was
cross with _me_, and said George was a man of whom any woman might be
proud.
Ariadne and I went over to the new house often, to get measurements for
blinds and curtains and things at home. Mother made them, and then we
took them round. Lady Scilly was always there, from twelve to two, and
George generally met her and they shut themselves into first one room
and then another, discussing it. Vanloads of furniture kept coming in,
and all George's furniture from his old rooms in Mayfair. She kept
saying--
"Oh, that dear old marquetry cabinet! How I remember it in Chapel
Street, and how the firelight caught it in the evenings!" or else--"That
sweet little pair of Flemish bellows? Do you remember when you and
I"--something or other?
She marched about and settled everything. George took it quite mildly,
and made jokes, at least I suppose they were jokes, for he made her
laugh consumedly, so she said. It's extraordinary how he can make people
laugh--people out of his own family!
She is very friendly to me and Ariadne, and has promised to present
Ariadne at the next Court. It's to please George, if she does remember
to do it. But if I were Ariadne I should refuse till my own mother had
been presented first, so that she could introduce me herself. George
ought to insist on it, but he always says "Let them rave!" and that
means, Do as you like, but don't bother me. What he won't like will be
forking out forty pounds for Ariadne's dress, and it will end by her
staying at home. Ariadne wants to be presented badly; she is practising
curtseys already, and longing for the season to begin. I would not
condescend to owe even a pleasure to Lady Scilly, but Ariadne is so
poor-spirited, and Aunt Gerty continually advises her to take what she
can get, and make what she can out of George's "mash," when well
disposed.
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