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There
were
some
three
or
four
indeed
which
,
in
the
play
of
his
own
intelligence
,
he
had
originated
,
and
which
had
seemed
convenient
at
the
moment
;
but
at
the
present
time
he
could
hardly
have
been
said
to
follow
Mrs
.
Westgate
as
she
darted
gracefully
about
in
the
sea
of
speculation
.
Fortunately
she
asked
for
no
especial
rejoinder
,
for
she
looked
about
at
the
rest
of
the
company
as
well
,
and
smiled
at
Percy
Beaumont
,
on
the
other
side
of
her
,
as
if
he
too
much
understand
her
and
agree
with
her
.
He
was
rather
more
successful
than
his
companion
;
for
besides
being
,
as
we
know
,
cleverer
,
his
attention
was
not
vaguely
distracted
by
close
vicinity
to
a
remarkably
interesting
young
girl
,
with
dark
hair
and
blue
eyes
.
This
was
the
case
with
Lord
Lambeth
,
to
whom
it
occurred
after
a
while
that
the
young
girl
with
blue
eyes
and
dark
hair
was
the
pretty
sister
of
whom
Mrs
.
Westgate
had
spoken
.
She
presently
turned
to
him
with
a
remark
which
established
her
identity
.
“
It
’
s
a
great
pity
you
couldn
’
t
have
brought
my
brother
-
in
-
law
with
you
.
It
’
s
a
great
shame
he
should
be
in
New
York
in
these
days
.
”
“
Oh
,
yes
;
it
’
s
so
very
hot
,
”
said
Lord
Lambeth
.
“
It
must
be
dreadful
,
”
said
the
young
girl
.
“
I
daresay
he
is
very
busy
,
”
Lord
Lambeth
observed
.
“
The
gentlemen
in
America
work
too
much
,
”
the
young
girl
went
on
.
“
Oh
,
do
they
?
I
daresay
they
like
it
,
”
said
her
interlocutor
.
“
I
don
’
t
like
it
.
One
never
sees
them
.
”
“
Don
’
t
you
,
really
?
”
asked
Lord
Lambeth
.
“
I
shouldn
’
t
have
fancied
that
.
”
“
Have
you
come
to
study
American
manners
?
”
asked
the
young
girl
.
“
Oh
,
I
don
’
t
know
.
I
just
came
over
for
a
lark
.
I
haven
’
t
got
long
.
”
Here
there
was
a
pause
,
and
Lord
Lambeth
began
again
.
“
But
Mr
.
Westgate
will
come
down
here
,
will
not
he
?
”
“
I
certainly
hope
he
will
.
He
must
help
to
entertain
you
and
Mr
.
Beaumont
.
”
Lord
Lambeth
looked
at
her
a
little
with
his
handsome
brown
eyes
.
“
Do
you
suppose
he
would
have
come
down
with
us
if
we
had
urged
him
?
”
Mr
.
Westgate
’
s
sister
-
in
-
law
was
silent
a
moment
,
and
then
,
“
I
daresay
he
would
,
”
she
answered
.
“
Really
!
”
said
the
young
Englishman
.
“
He
was
immensely
civil
to
Beaumont
and
me
,
”
he
added
.
“
He
is
a
dear
good
fellow
,
”
the
young
lady
rejoined
,
“
and
he
is
a
perfect
husband
.
But
all
Americans
are
that
,
”
she
continued
,
smiling
.
“
Really
!
”
Lord
Lambeth
exclaimed
again
and
wondered
whether
all
American
ladies
had
such
a
passion
for
generalizing
as
these
two
.
He
sat
there
a
good
while
:
there
was
a
great
deal
of
talk
;
it
was
all
very
friendly
and
lively
and
jolly
.
Everyone
present
,
sooner
or
later
,
said
something
to
him
,
and
seemed
to
make
a
particular
point
of
addressing
him
by
name
.
Two
or
three
other
persons
came
in
,
and
there
was
a
shifting
of
seats
and
changing
of
places
;
the
gentlemen
all
entered
into
intimate
conversation
with
the
two
Englishmen
,
made
them
urgent
offers
of
hospitality
,
and
hoped
they
might
frequently
be
of
service
to
them
.
They
were
afraid
Lord
Lambeth
and
Mr
.
Beaumont
were
not
very
comfortable
at
their
hotel
;
that
it
was
not
,
as
one
of
them
said
,
“
so
private
as
those
dear
little
English
inns
of
yours
.
”
This
last
gentleman
went
on
to
say
that
unfortunately
,
as
yet
,
perhaps
,
privacy
was
not
quite
so
easily
obtained
in
America
as
might
be
desired
;
still
,
he
continued
,
you
could
generally
get
it
by
paying
for
it
;
in
fact
,
you
could
get
everything
in
America
nowadays
by
paying
for
it
.
American
life
was
certainly
growing
a
great
deal
more
private
;
it
was
growing
very
much
like
England
.
Everything
at
Newport
,
for
instance
,
was
thoroughly
private
;
Lord
Lambeth
would
probably
be
struck
with
that
.
It
was
also
represented
to
the
strangers
that
it
mattered
very
little
whether
their
hotel
was
agreeable
,
as
everyone
would
want
them
to
make
visits
;
they
would
stay
with
other
people
,
and
,
in
any
case
,
they
would
be
a
great
deal
at
Mrs
.
Westgate
’
s
.
They
would
find
that
very
charming
;
it
was
the
pleasantest
house
in
Newport
.
It
was
a
pity
Mr
.
Westgate
was
always
away
;
he
was
a
man
of
the
highest
ability
—
very
acute
,
very
acute
.
He
worked
like
a
horse
,
and
he
left
his
wife
—
well
,
to
do
about
as
she
liked
.
He
liked
her
to
enjoy
herself
,
and
she
seemed
to
know
how
.
She
was
extremely
brilliant
and
a
splendid
talker
.
Some
people
preferred
her
sister
;
but
Miss
Alden
was
very
different
;
she
was
in
a
different
style
altogether
.
Some
people
even
thought
her
prettier
,
and
,
certainly
,
she
was
not
so
sharp
.
She
was
more
in
the
Boston
style
;
she
had
lived
a
great
deal
in
Boston
,
and
she
was
very
highly
educated
.
Boston
girls
,
it
was
propounded
,
were
more
like
English
young
ladies
.
Lord
Lambeth
had
presently
a
chance
to
test
the
truth
of
this
proposition
,
for
on
the
company
rising
in
compliance
with
a
suggestion
from
their
hostess
that
they
should
walk
down
to
the
rocks
and
look
at
the
sea
,
the
young
Englishman
again
found
himself
,
as
they
strolled
across
the
grass
,
in
proximity
to
Mrs
.
Westgate
’
s
sister
.
Though
she
was
but
a
girl
of
twenty
,
she
appeared
to
feel
the
obligation
to
exert
an
active
hospitality
;
and
this
was
,
perhaps
,
the
more
to
be
noticed
as
she
seemed
by
nature
a
reserved
and
retiring
person
,
and
had
little
of
her
sister
’
s
fraternizing
quality
.
She
was
perhaps
rather
too
thin
,
and
she
was
a
little
pale
;
but
as
she
moved
slowly
over
the
grass
,
with
her
arms
hanging
at
her
sides
,
looking
gravely
for
a
moment
at
the
sea
and
then
brightly
,
for
all
her
gravity
,
at
him
,
Lord
Lambeth
thought
her
at
least
as
pretty
as
Mrs
.
Westgate
,
and
reflected
that
if
this
was
the
Boston
style
the
Boston
style
was
very
charming
.
He
thought
she
looked
very
clever
;
he
could
imagine
that
she
was
highly
educated
;
but
at
the
same
time
she
seemed
gentle
and
graceful
.
For
all
her
cleverness
,
however
,
he
felt
that
she
had
to
think
a
little
what
to
say
;
she
didn
’
t
say
the
first
thing
that
came
into
her
head
;
he
had
come
from
a
different
part
of
the
world
and
from
a
different
society
,
and
she
was
trying
to
adapt
her
conversation
.
The
others
were
scattering
themselves
near
the
rocks
;
Mrs
.
Westgate
had
charge
of
Percy
Beaumont
.
“
Very
jolly
place
,
isn
’
t
it
?
”
said
Lord
Lambeth
.
“
It
’
s
a
very
jolly
place
to
sit
.
”
“
Very
charming
,
”
said
the
young
girl
.
“
I
often
sit
here
;
there
are
all
kinds
of
cozy
corners
—
as
if
they
had
been
made
on
purpose
.
”
“
Ah
!
I
suppose
you
have
had
some
of
them
made
,
”
said
the
young
man
.
Miss
Alden
looked
at
him
a
moment
.
“
Oh
no
,
we
have
had
nothing
made
.
It
’
s
pure
nature
.
”
“
I
should
think
you
would
have
a
few
little
benches
—
rustic
seats
and
that
sort
of
thing
.
It
might
be
so
jolly
to
sit
here
,
you
know
,
”
Lord
Lambeth
went
on
.
“
I
am
afraid
we
haven
’
t
so
many
of
those
things
as
you
,
”
said
the
young
girl
thoughtfully
.
“
I
daresay
you
go
in
for
pure
nature
,
as
you
were
saying
.
Nature
over
here
must
be
so
grand
,
you
know
.
”
And
Lord
Lambeth
looked
about
him
.
The
little
coast
line
hereabouts
was
very
pretty
,
but
it
was
not
at
all
grand
,
and
Miss
Alden
appeared
to
rise
to
a
perception
of
this
fact
.
“
I
am
afraid
it
seems
to
you
very
rough
,
”
she
said
.
“
It
’
s
not
like
the
coast
scenery
in
Kingsley
’
s
novels
.
”
“
Ah
,
the
novels
always
overdo
it
,
you
know
,
”
Lord
Lambeth
rejoined
.
“
You
must
not
go
by
the
novels
.
”
They
were
wandering
about
a
little
on
the
rocks
,
and
they
stopped
and
looked
down
into
a
narrow
chasm
where
the
rising
tide
made
a
curious
bellowing
sound
.
It
was
loud
enough
to
prevent
their
hearing
each
other
,
and
they
stood
there
for
some
moments
in
silence
.
The
young
girl
looked
at
her
companion
,
observing
him
attentively
,
but
covertly
,
as
women
,
even
when
very
young
,
know
how
to
do
.
Lord
Lambeth
repaid
observation
;
tall
,
straight
,
and
strong
,
he
was
handsome
as
certain
young
Englishmen
,
and
certain
young
Englishmen
almost
alone
,
are
handsome
;
with
a
perfect
finish
of
feature
and
a
look
of
intellectual
repose
and
gentle
good
temper
which
seemed
somehow
to
be
consequent
upon
his
well
-
cut
nose
and
chin
.
And
to
speak
of
Lord
Lambeth
’
s
expression
of
intellectual
repose
is
not
simply
a
civil
way
of
saying
that
he
looked
stupid
.
He
was
evidently
not
a
young
man
of
an
irritable
imagination
;
he
was
not
,
as
he
would
himself
have
said
,
tremendously
clever
;
but
though
there
was
a
kind
of
appealing
dullness
in
his
eye
,
he
looked
thoroughly
reasonable
and
competent
,
and
his
appearance
proclaimed
that
to
be
a
nobleman
,
an
athlete
,
and
an
excellent
fellow
was
a
sufficiently
brilliant
combination
of
qualities
.
The
young
girl
beside
him
,
it
may
be
attested
without
further
delay
,
thought
him
the
handsomest
young
man
she
had
ever
seen
;
and
Bessie
Alden
’
s
imagination
,
unlike
that
of
her
companion
,
was
irritable
.
He
,
however
,
was
also
making
up
his
mind
that
she
was
uncommonly
pretty
.
“
I
daresay
it
’
s
very
gay
here
,
that
you
have
lots
of
balls
and
parties
,
”
he
said
;
for
,
if
he
was
not
tremendously
clever
,
he
rather
prided
himself
on
having
,
with
women
,
a
sufficiency
of
conversation
.
“
Oh
,
yes
,
there
is
a
great
deal
going
on
,
”
Bessie
Alden
replied
.
“
There
are
not
so
many
balls
,
but
there
are
a
good
many
other
things
.
You
will
see
for
yourself
;
we
live
rather
in
the
midst
of
it
.
”
“
It
’
s
very
kind
of
you
to
say
that
.
But
I
thought
you
Americans
were
always
dancing
.
”
“
I
suppose
we
dance
a
good
deal
;
but
I
have
never
seen
much
of
it
.
We
don
’
t
do
it
much
,
at
any
rate
,
in
summer
.
And
I
am
sure
,
”
said
Bessie
Alden
,
“
that
we
don
’
t
have
so
many
balls
as
you
have
in
England
.
”
“
Really
!
”
exclaimed
Lord
Lambeth
.
“
Ah
,
in
England
it
all
depends
,
you
know
.
”
“
You
will
not
think
much
of
our
gaieties
,
”
said
the
young
girl
,
looking
at
him
with
a
little
mixture
of
interrogation
and
decision
which
was
peculiar
to
her
.
The
interrogation
seemed
earnest
and
the
decision
seemed
arch
;
but
the
mixture
,
at
any
rate
,
was
charming
.
“
Those
things
,
with
us
,
are
much
less
splendid
than
in
England
.
”
“
I
fancy
you
don
’
t
mean
that
,
”
said
Lord
Lambeth
,
laughing
.
“
I
assure
you
I
mean
everything
I
say
,
”
the
young
girl
declared
.
“
Certainly
,
from
what
I
have
read
about
English
society
,
it
is
very
different
.
”
“
Ah
well
,
you
know
,
”
said
her
companion
,
“
those
things
are
often
described
by
fellows
who
know
nothing
about
them
.
You
mustn
’
t
mind
what
you
read
.
”
“
Oh
,
I
shall
mind
what
I
read
!
”
Bessie
Alden
rejoined
.
“
When
I
read
Thackeray
and
George
Eliot
,
how
can
I
help
minding
them
?
”
“
Ah
well
,
Thackeray
,
and
George
Eliot
,
”
said
the
young
nobleman
;
“
I
haven
’
t
read
much
of
them
.
”
“
Don
’
t
you
suppose
they
know
about
society
?
”
asked
Bessie
Alden
.
“
Oh
,
I
daresay
they
know
;
they
were
so
very
clever
.
But
these
fashionable
novels
,
”
said
Lord
Lambeth
,
“
they
are
awful
rot
,
you
know
.
”
His
companion
looked
at
him
a
moment
with
her
dark
blue
eyes
,
and
then
she
looked
down
in
the
chasm
where
the
water
was
tumbling
about
.
“
Do
you
mean
Mrs
.
Gore
,
for
instance
?
”
she
said
presently
,
raising
her
eyes
.
“
I
am
afraid
I
haven
’
t
read
that
,
either
,
”
was
the
young
man
’
s
rejoinder
,
laughing
a
little
and
blushing
.
“
I
am
afraid
you
’
ll
think
I
am
not
very
intellectual
.
”
“
Reading
Mrs
.
Gore
is
no
proof
of
intellect
.
But
I
like
reading
everything
about
English
life
—
even
poor
books
.
I
am
so
curious
about
it
.
”
“
Aren
’
t
ladies
always
curious
?
”
asked
the
young
man
jestingly
.
But
Bessie
Alden
appeared
to
desire
to
answer
his
question
seriously
.
“
I
don
’
t
think
so
—
I
don
’
t
think
we
are
enough
so
—
that
we
care
about
many
things
.
So
it
’
s
all
the
more
of
a
compliment
,
”
she
added
,
“
that
I
should
want
to
know
so
much
about
England
.
”
The
logic
here
seemed
a
little
close
;
but
Lord
Lambeth
,
made
conscious
of
a
compliment
,
found
his
natural
modesty
just
at
hand
.
“
I
am
sure
you
know
a
great
deal
more
than
I
do
.
”
“
I
really
think
I
know
a
great
deal
—
for
a
person
who
has
never
been
there
.
”
“
Have
you
really
never
been
there
?
”
cried
Lord
Lambeth
.
“
Fancy
!
”
“
Never
—
except
in
imagination
,
”
said
the
young
girl
.
“
Fancy
!
”
repeated
her
companion
.
“
But
I
daresay
you
’
ll
go
soon
,
won
’
t
you
?
”
“
It
’
s
the
dream
of
my
life
!
”
declared
Bessie
Alden
,
smiling
.
“
But
your
sister
seems
to
know
a
tremendous
lot
about
London
,
”
Lord
Lambeth
went
on
.
The
young
girl
was
silent
a
moment
.
“
My
sister
and
I
are
two
very
different
persons
,
”
she
presently
said
.
“
She
has
been
a
great
deal
in
Europe
.
She
has
been
in
England
several
times
.
She
has
known
a
great
many
English
people
.
”
“
But
you
must
have
known
some
,
too
,
”
said
Lord
Lambeth
.
“
I
don
’
t
think
that
I
have
ever
spoken
to
one
before
.
You
are
the
first
Englishman
that
—
to
my
knowledge
—
I
have
ever
talked
with
.
”
Bessie
Alden
made
this
statement
with
a
certain
gravity
—
almost
,
as
it
seemed
to
Lord
Lambeth
,
an
impressiveness
.
Attempts
at
impressiveness
always
made
him
feel
awkward
,
and
he
now
began
to
laugh
and
swing
his
stick
.
“
Ah
,
you
would
have
been
sure
to
know
!
”
he
said
.
And
then
he
added
,
after
an
instant
,
“
I
’
m
sorry
I
am
not
a
better
specimen
.
”
The
young
girl
looked
away
;
but
she
smiled
,
laying
aside
her
impressiveness
.
“
You
must
remember
that
you
are
only
a
beginning
,
”
she
said
.
Then
she
retraced
her
steps
,
leading
the
way
back
to
the
lawn
,
where
they
saw
Mrs
.
Westgate
come
toward
them
with
Percy
Beaumont
still
at
her
side
.
“
Perhaps
I
shall
go
to
England
next
year
,
”
Miss
Alden
continued
;
“
I
want
to
,
immensely
.
My
sister
is
going
to
Europe
,
and
she
has
asked
me
to
go
with
her
.
If
we
go
,
I
shall
make
her
stay
as
long
as
possible
in
London
.
”
“
Ah
,
you
must
come
in
July
,
”
said
Lord
Lambeth
.
“
That
’
s
the
time
when
there
is
most
going
on
.
”
“
I
don
’
t
think
I
can
wait
till
July
,
”
the
young
girl
rejoined
.
“
By
the
first
of
May
I
shall
be
very
impatient
.
”
They
had
gone
further
,
and
Mrs
.
Westgate
and
her
companion
were
near
them
.
“
Kitty
,
”
said
Miss
Alden
,
“
I
have
given
out
that
we
are
going
to
London
next
May
.
So
please
to
conduct
yourself
accordingly
.
”
Percy
Beaumont
wore
a
somewhat
animated
—
even
a
slightly
irritated
—
air
.
He
was
by
no
means
so
handsome
a
man
as
his
cousin
,
although
in
his
cousin
’
s
absence
he
might
have
passed
for
a
striking
specimen
of
the
tall
,
muscular
,
fair
-
bearded
,
clear
-
eyed
Englishman
.
Just
now
Beaumont
’
s
clear
eyes
,
which
were
small
and
of
a
pale
gray
color
,
had
a
rather
troubled
light
,
and
,
after
glancing
at
Bessie
Alden
while
she
spoke
,
he
rested
them
upon
his
kinsman
.
Mrs
.
Westgate
meanwhile
,
with
her
superfluously
pretty
gaze
,
looked
at
everyone
alike
.
“
You
had
better
wait
till
the
time
comes
,
”
she
said
to
her
sister
.
“
Perhaps
next
May
you
won
’
t
care
so
much
about
London
.
Mr
.
Beaumont
and
I
,
”
she
went
on
,
smiling
at
her
companion
,
“
have
had
a
tremendous
discussion
.
We
don
’
t
agree
about
anything
.
It
’
s
perfectly
delightful
.
”
“
Oh
,
I
say
,
Percy
!
”
exclaimed
Lord
Lambeth
.
“
I
disagree
,
”
said
Beaumont
,
stroking
down
his
back
hair
,
“
even
to
the
point
of
not
thinking
it
delightful
.
”
“
Oh
,
I
say
!
”
cried
Lord
Lambeth
again
.
“
I
don
’
t
see
anything
delightful
in
my
disagreeing
with
Mrs
.
Westgate
,
”
said
Percy
Beaumont
.
“
Well
,
I
do
!
”
Mrs
.
Westgate
declared
;
and
she
turned
to
her
sister
.
“
You
know
you
have
to
go
to
town
.
The
phaeton
is
there
.
You
had
better
take
Lord
Lambeth
.
”
At
this
point
Percy
Beaumont
certainly
looked
straight
at
his
kinsman
;
he
tried
to
catch
his
eye
.
But
Lord
Lambeth
would
not
look
at
him
;
his
own
eyes
were
better
occupied
.
“
I
shall
be
very
happy
,
”
cried
Bessie
Alden
.
“
I
am
only
going
to
some
shops
.
But
I
will
drive
you
about
and
show
you
the
place
.
”
“
An
American
woman
who
respects
herself
,
”
said
Mrs
.
