She took this from him with a clear competence that yet didn't belittle
his own--though his own, it might be added, was to indulge, the very
next thing, in a throb of finer complacency. She stared a moment before
saying, as she did with much point, that she hadn't heard of any
American who when their capital fell before the British arms had given
_them_ any credit for anything; on which remark he commented in turn,
smiling at what she appeared to have meant. "Don't you happen to have
heard, my dear, of the great revolutionary struggle with your poor mad
old king, now at his last gasp as they tell me, through which my country
won the independence it enjoys?"
He thought he had never in life seen anything handsomer than the way
Miss Midmore had of tossing her head with a spirit and an air that might
have been partly a fruit of breeding and partly an extravagance of
humour. It made him note even at the moment that he had really in New
York never seen a head prescriptively tossed, or never at least with
that high grace; in spite of its being withal supposed there that the
young American ladies were unsurpassed in their frank pretension to
consequence. "We haven't forgotten how dreadfully ill you all behaved
long ago," were the words with which she met this reflection on her
intelligence; "but it's lucky for you that you had made overtures--to
ourselves here I mean--before we came to blows with you again a few
years since."
"I see, I see--friendly assurances had passed; so friendly that when the
public breach was healed there was very little of the private left to be
patched up with it." He rendered this justice to her not having gone so
astray. "But I think the great thing must have been that I myself, such
as you see me, don't remember the time when I didn't fairly languish for
the sight of you. I mean," he explained, "for a view of London and of
the dear old country--which my grandparents, you understand, when here
in 1806 and lay it on as they would, I know, couldn't write home to us
flattering enough accounts of."
"It was in 1807, if you please," Molly Midmore said, "and it was that
visit of theirs, in which they showed such a desire to be civil, that
began the great difference of which you and I enjoy at last the full
advantage. They must have done very well," she next declared, "seeing
the small cause we had to make much of you. They showed how they wished
to change that and did their utmost for it. It was afterwards remembered
among us that they had taken great pains."
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