It took her a minute to say, while her fine eye only rolled; but when she spoke that organ boldly rested and the truth vividly appeared. I ask because people like you, Lord John, strike me as dangerous to thehow shall I name it?the common weal; and because of my general strong feeling that we dont want any more of our national treasures (for I regard my great-grandmother as national) to be scattered about the world.
Theres much in this country and age, he replied in an off-hand manner, to be said about that, The present, however, was not the time to say it all; so he said something else instead, accompanying it with a smile that signified sufficiency. To my friends, I need scarcely remark to you, Im all the friend.
She had meanwhile seen the butler reappear by the door that opened to the terrace, and though the high, bleak, impersonal approach of this functionary was ever, and more and more at every step, a process to defy interpretation, long practice evidently now enabled her to suggest, as she turned again to her fellow-visitor a reading of it. Its the friend then clearly whos wanted in the park.
She might, by the way Banks looked at her, have snatched from his hand a missive addressed to another; though while he addressed himself to her companion he allowed for her indecorum sufficiently to take it up where she had left it. By her ladyship, my lord, who sends to hope youll join them below the terrace.
Ah, Grace hopes, said Lady Sandgate for the young mans encouragement. There you are!
Lord John took up the motor-cap he had lain down on coming in. I rush to Lady Grace, but dont demoralise Bender! And he went forth to the terrace and the gardens.
Banks looked about as for some further exercise of his high function. Will you have tea, my lady?
This appeared to strike her as premature. Oh, thankswhen they all come in.
Theyll scarcely all, my ladyhe indicated respectfully that he knew what he was talking about. Theres tea in her ladyships tent; but, he qualified, it has also been ordered for the saloon.
Ah then, she said cheerfully, Mr. Bender will be glad! And she became, with this, aware of the approach of another visitor. Banks considered, up and down, the gentleman ushered in, at the left, by the footman who had received him at the main entrance to the house. Here he must be, my lady. With which he retired to the spacious opposite quarter, where he vanished, while the footman, his own office performed, retreated as he had come, and Lady Sandgate, all hospitality, received the many-sided author of her specious telegram, of Lord Johns irritating confidence and of Lady Lappingtons massive cheque.
II
Having greeted him with an explicitly gracious welcome and both hands out, she had at once gone on: Youll of course have tea?in the saloon.
But his mechanism seemed of the type that has to expand and revolve before sounding. Why; the very first thing?
She only desired, as her laugh showed, to accommodate. Ah, have it the last if you like!
You see your English teas! he pleaded as he looked about him, so immediately and frankly interested in the place and its contents that his friend could only have taken this for the very glance with which he must have swept Lady Lappingtons inferior scene.
Theyre too much for you?
Well, theyre too many. I think Ive had two or three on the roadat any rate my man did. I like to do business before But his sequence dropped as his eye caught some object across the wealth of space.
She divertedly picked it up. Before tea, Mr. Bender?
Before everything, Lady Sandgate. He was immensely genial, but a queer, quaint, rough-edged distinctness somehow kept it safefor himself.
Then youve come to do business? Her appeal and her emphasis melted as into a caresswhich, however, spent itself on his large high person as he consented, with less of demonstration but more of attention, to look down upon her. She could therefore but reinforce it by an intenser note. To tell me you will treat?
Mr. Bender had six feet of stature and an air as of having received benefits at the hands of fortune. Substantial, powerful, easy, he shone as with a glorious cleanness, a supplied and equipped and appointed sanity and security; aids to action that might have figured a pair of very ample wingswide pinions for the present conveniently folded, but that he would certainly on occasion agitate for great efforts and spread for great flights. These things would have made him quite an admirable, even a worshipful, image of full-blown life and character, had not the affirmation and the emphasis halted in one important particular. Fortune, felicity, nature, the perverse or interfering old fairy at his cradle-sidewhatever the ministering power might have beenhad simply overlooked and neglected his vast wholly-shaven face, which thus showed not so much for perfunctorily scamped as for not treated, as for neither formed nor fondled nor finished, at all. Nothing seemed to have been done for it but what the razor and the sponge, the tooth-brush and the looking-glass could officiously do; it had in short resisted any possibly finer attrition at the hands of fifty years of offered experience. It had developed on the lines, if lines they could be called, of the mere scoured and polished and initialled mug rather than to any effect of a composed physiognomy; though we must at the same time add that its wearer carried this featureless disk as with the warranted confidence that might have attended a warning headlight or a glaring motor-lamp. The object, however one named it, showed you at least where he was, and most often that he was straight upon you. It was fearlessly and resistingly across the path of his advance that Lady Sandgate had thrown herself, and indeed with such success that he soon connected her demonstration with a particular motive. For your grandmother, Lady Sandgate? he then returned.
For my grandmothers mother, Mr. Benderthe most beautiful woman of her time and the greatest of all Lawrences, no matter whose; as you quite acknowledged, you know, in our talk in Bruton Street.
Mr. Bender bethought himself furtheryet drawing it out; as if the familiar fact of his being made up to had never had such special softness and warmth of pressure. Do you want very, very much?
She had already caught him up. Very, very much for her? Well, Mr. Bender, she smilingly replied, I think I should like her full value.
I meanhe kindly discriminateddo you want so badly to work her off?
It would be an intense convenience to meso much so that your telegram made me at once fondly hope youd be arriving to conclude.
Such measure of response as he had good-naturedly given her was the mere frayed edge of a mastering detachment, the copious, impatient range elsewhere of his true attention. Somehow, however, he still seemed kind even while, turning his back upon her, he moved off to look at one of the several, the famous Dedborough picturesstray specimens, by every presumption, lost a little in the whole bright bigness. Conclude? he echoed as he approached a significantly small canvas. You ladies want to get there before the roads so much as laid or the countrys safe! Do you know what this here is? he at once went on.
Oh, you cant have that! she cried as with full authorityand you must really understand that you cant have everything. You mustnt expect to ravage Dedborough.