The Awkward Age Part 9
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"He ought to do that," said Mrs. Brookenham--"since he wholly lives on him."
"Lord Petherton--on Mr. Mitchett?" The d.u.c.h.ess stared, but rather in amus.e.m.e.nt than in horror. "Why, hasn't he a--property?"
"The loveliest. Mr. Mitchett's his property. Didn't you KNOW?" There was an artless wail in Mrs. Brookenham's surprise.
"How should I know--still a stranger as I'm often rather happy to feel myself here and choosing my friends and picking my steps very much, I can a.s.sure you--how should I know about all your social scandals and things?"
"Oh we don't call THAT a social scandal!" Mrs. Brookenham inimitably returned.
"Well, if you should wish to you'd have the way I tell you of to stop it. Divert the stream of Mr. Mitchett's wealth."
"Oh there's plenty for every one!"--Mrs. Brookenham kept up her tone.
"He's always giving us things--bonbons and dinners and opera-boxes."
"He has never given ME any," the d.u.c.h.ess contentedly declared.
Mrs. Brookenham waited a little. "Lord Petherton has the giving of some.
He has never in his life before, I imagine, made so many presents."
"Ah then it's a shame one has nothing!" On which before reaching the door, the d.u.c.h.ess changed the subject. "You say I never bring Aggie. If you like I'll bring her back."
Mrs. Brookenham wondered. "Do you mean today?"
"Yes, when I've picked her up. It will be something to do with her till Miss Merriman can take her."
"Delighted, dearest; do bring her. And I think she should SEE Mr.
Mitchett."
"Shall I find him here too then?"
"Oh take the chance."
The two women, on this, exchanged, tacitly and across the room--the d.u.c.h.ess at the door, which a servant had arrived to open for her, and Mrs. Brookenham still at her tea-table--a further stroke of intercourse, over which the latter was not on this occasion the first to lower her lids. "I think I've shown high scruples," the departing guest said, "but I understand then that I'm free."
"Free as air, dear Jane."
"Good." Then just as she was off, "Ah dear old Edward!" the guest exclaimed. Her kinsman, as she was fond of calling him, had reached the top of the staircase, and Mrs. Brookenham, by the fire, heard them meet on the landing--heard also the d.u.c.h.ess protest against his turning to see her down. Mrs. Brookenham, listening to them, hoped Edward would accept the protest and think it sufficient to leave her with the footman. Their common consciousness that she was a kind of cousin, a consciousness not devoid of satisfaction, was quite consistent with a view, early arrived at, of the absurdity of any fuss about her.
III
When Mr. Brookenham appeared his wife was prompt. "She's coming back for Lord Petherton."
"Oh!" he simply said.
"There's something between them."
"Oh!" he merely repeated. And it would have taken many such sounds on his part to represent a spirit of response discernible to any one but his mate.
"There have been things before," she went on, "but I haven't felt sure.
Don't you know how one has sometimes a flash?"
It couldn't be said of Edward Brookenham, who seemed to bend for sitting down more hinges than most men, that he looked as if he knew either this or anything else. He had a pale cold face, marked and made regular, made even in a manner handsome, by a hardness of line in which, oddly, there was no significance, no accent. Clean-shaven, slightly bald, with unlighted grey eyes and a mouth that gave the impression of not working easily, he suggested a stippled drawing by an inferior master. Lean moreover and stiff, and with the air of having here and there in his person a bone or two more than his share, he had once or twice, at fancy-b.a.l.l.s, been thought striking in a dress copied from one of Holbein's English portraits. But when once some such meaning as that had been put into him it took a long time to put another, a longer time than even his extreme exposure or anybody's study of the problem had yet made possible. If anything particular had finally been expected from him it might have been a summary or an explanation of the things he had always not said; but there was something in him that had long since pacified all impatience, drugged all curiosity. He had never in his life answered such a question as his wife had just put him and which she would not have put had she feared a reply. So dry and decent and even distinguished did he look, as if he had positively been created to meet a propriety and match some other piece, that lady, with her famous perceptions, would no more have appealed to him seriously on a general proposition than she would, for such a response, have rung the drawing-room bell. He was none the less held to have a great promiscuous wisdom. "What is it that's between them?" he demanded.
"What's between any woman and the man she's making up to?"
"Why there may often be nothing. I didn't know she even particularly knew him," Brookenham added.
"It's exactly what she would like to prevent any one's knowing, and her coming here to be with him when she knows I know SHE knows--don't you see?--that he's to be here, is just one of those calculations that ARE subtle enough to put off the scent a woman who has but half a nose." Mrs. Brookenham as she spoke appeared to attest by the pretty star-gazing way she thrust it into the air her own possession of the totality of such a feature. "I don't know yet quite what I think, but one wakes up to such things soon enough."
"Do you suppose it's her idea that he'll marry her?" Brookenham asked in his colourless way.
"My dear Edward!" his wife murmured for all answer.
"But if she can see him in other places why should she want to see him here?" Edward persisted in a voice dest.i.tute of expression.
Mrs. Brookenham now had plenty of that. "Do you mean if she can see him in his own house?"
"No cream, please," her husband said. "Hasn't she a house too?"
"Yes, but so pervaded all over by Aggie and Miss Merriman."
"Oh!" Brookenham commented.
"There has always been some man--I've always known there has. And now it's Petherton," said his companion.
"But where's the attraction?"
"In HIM? Why lots of women could tell you. Petherton has had a career."
"But I mean in old Jane."
"Well, I dare say lots of men could tell you. She's no older than any one else. She has also such great elements."
"Oh I dare say she's all right," Brookenham returned as if his interest in the case had dropped. You might have felt you got a little nearer to him on guessing that in so peopled a circle satiety was never far from him.
"I mean for instance she has such a grand idea of duty. She thinks we're nowhere!"
"Nowhere?"
"With our children--with our home life. She's awfully down on Tishy."
"Tishy?"--Edward appeared for a moment at a loss.
"Tishy Grendon--and her craze for Nanda."
"Has she a craze for Nanda?"
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