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properties: she couldn’t too strongly urge on him the importance of
seeing their other houses. She ran over the names of these and rang the
changes on them with the facility of practice, making them appear an
almost endless list. She had received Paul Overt very amiably on his
breaking ground with her by the mention of his joy in having just made
her husband’s acquaintance, and struck him as so alert and so
accommodating a little woman that he was rather ashamed of his _mot_
about her to Miss Fancourt; though he reflected that a hundred other
people, on a hundred occasions, would have been sure to make it. He got
on with Ms. St. George, in short, better than he expected; but this
didn’t prevent her suddenly becoming aware that she was faint with
fatigue and must take her way back to the house by the shortest cut. She
professed that she hadn’t the strength of a kitten and was a miserable
wreck; a character he had been too preoccupied to discern in her while he
wondered in what sense she could be held to have been the making of her
husband. He had arrived at a glimmering of the answer when she announced
that she must leave him, though this perception was of course
provisional. While he was in the very act of placing himself at her
disposal for the return the situation underwent a change; Lord Masham had
suddenly turned up, coming back to them, overtaking them, emerging from
the shrubbery—Overt could scarcely have said how he appeared—and Mrs. St.
George had protested that she wanted to be left alone and not to break up
the party. A moment later she was walking off with Lord Masham. Our
friend fell back and joined Lady Watermouth, to whom he presently
mentioned that Mrs. St. George had been obliged to renounce the attempt
to go further.
“She oughtn’t to have come out at all,” her ladyship rather grumpily
remarked.
“Is she so very much of an invalid?”
“Very bad indeed.” And his hostess added with still greater austerity:
“She oughtn’t really to come to one!” He wondered what was implied by
this, and presently gathered that it was not a reflexion on the lady’s
conduct or her moral nature: it only represented that her strength was
not equal to her aspirations.
III
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