But this disquieting and oft-repeated preface to the afternoon's
festivity was now happily over. And the good lady, oblivious of
discomfort and a slightly disorganised complexion, sat purring with
satisfaction upon her best Chesterfield sofa, Dr. Giles Nevington
beside her. "Pleasure, not business, to-day, Mrs. Lovegrove. For once I
am going to make no demands on my faithful and able coadjutor. This
call is a purely friendly one--no subscription lists of any sort or
description in my pocket," the clergyman had said in his resonant bass
when clasping her hand.--A large, dark, clean-shaven man of forty, a
studied effect of geniality and benevolence about him, slightly
tempered, perhaps, by cold and watchful blue-grey eyes, fixed--so said
his detractors--with unswerving determination upon the shovel-hat,
apron, and gaiters of the Anglican episcopate.
Rhoda Lovegrove, however, was very far from being among the detractors.
She relished this gracious speech enormously. She also approved the
attitude of her husband at this juncture; since, with praiseworthy
tact, he engaged the attention of her two other guests, a Mrs. Ballard
and her daughter. These ladies were rich, the younger had pretensions
both to beauty and fashion; but their present was, alas! stained by
Noncomformity, their past contaminated by association with retail
trade. At the entrance of the vicar, remembering these sad defects,
George Lovegrove rose to the occasion. Gently, but firmly, he pranced
round them heading them towards the doorway.
"Who are those?" Dr. Nevington inquired, with some interest. "Not
parishioners, I fancy."
"Not in any true sense," Mrs. Lovegrove replied. "Dissenters, and I am
sorry to say rather spiteful against the Church."
The clergyman leaned back and crossed his legs comfortably.
"Ah! well, poor human nature! A touch of jealousy perhaps," he remarked.
Mrs. Lovegrove beamed.
"Very likely--still I should be just as well pleased not to continue
their acquaintance. I don't like to hear things that are disrespectful.
I should have ceased to call, but relatives of theirs are old friends
of Mr. Lovegrove's mother's family."
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