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Westgate
,
turning
to
Beaumont
with
her
bright
expository
air
,
“
must
buy
something
every
day
of
her
life
.
If
she
can
not
do
it
herself
,
she
must
send
out
some
member
of
her
family
for
the
purpose
.
So
Bessie
goes
forth
to
fulfill
my
mission
.
”
The
young
girl
had
walked
away
,
with
Lord
Lambeth
by
her
side
,
to
whom
she
was
talking
still
;
and
Percy
Beaumont
watched
them
as
they
passed
toward
the
house
.
“
She
fulfills
her
own
mission
,
”
he
presently
said
;
“
that
of
being
a
very
attractive
young
lady
.
”
“
I
don
’
t
know
that
I
should
say
very
attractive
,
”
Mrs
.
Westgate
rejoined
.
“
She
is
not
so
much
that
as
she
is
charming
when
you
really
know
her
.
She
is
very
shy
.
”
“
Oh
,
indeed
!
”
said
Percy
Beaumont
.
“
Extremely
shy
,
”
Mrs
.
Westgate
repeated
.
“
But
she
is
a
dear
good
girl
;
she
is
a
charming
species
of
girl
.
She
is
not
in
the
least
a
flirt
;
that
isn
’
t
at
all
her
line
;
she
doesn
’
t
know
the
alphabet
of
that
sort
of
thing
.
She
is
very
simple
,
very
serious
.
She
has
lived
a
great
deal
in
Boston
,
with
another
sister
of
mine
—
the
eldest
of
us
—
who
married
a
Bostonian
.
She
is
very
cultivated
,
not
at
all
like
me
;
I
am
not
in
the
least
cultivated
.
She
has
studied
immensely
and
read
everything
;
she
is
what
they
call
in
Boston
‘
thoughtful
.
’
”
“
A
rum
sort
of
girl
for
Lambeth
to
get
hold
of
!
”
his
lordship
’
s
kinsman
privately
reflected
.
“
I
really
believe
,
”
Mrs
.
Westgate
continued
,
“
that
the
most
charming
girl
in
the
world
is
a
Boston
superstructure
upon
a
New
York
fonds
;
or
perhaps
a
New
York
superstructure
upon
a
Boston
fonds
.
At
any
rate
,
it
’
s
the
mixture
,
”
said
Mrs
.
Westgate
,
who
continued
to
give
Percy
Beaumont
a
great
deal
of
information
.
Lord
Lambeth
got
into
a
little
basket
phaeton
with
Bessie
Alden
,
and
she
drove
him
down
the
long
avenue
,
whose
extent
he
had
measured
on
foot
a
couple
of
hours
before
,
into
the
ancient
town
,
as
it
was
called
in
that
part
of
the
world
,
of
Newport
.
The
ancient
town
was
a
curious
affair
—
a
collection
of
fresh
-
looking
little
wooden
houses
,
painted
white
,
scattered
over
a
hillside
and
clustered
about
a
long
straight
street
paved
with
enormous
cobblestones
.
There
were
plenty
of
shops
—
a
large
proportion
of
which
appeared
to
be
those
of
fruit
vendors
,
with
piles
of
huge
watermelons
and
pumpkins
stacked
in
front
of
them
;
and
,
drawn
up
before
the
shops
,
or
bumping
about
on
the
cobblestones
,
were
innumerable
other
basket
phaetons
freighted
with
ladies
of
high
fashion
,
who
greeted
each
other
from
vehicle
to
vehicle
and
conversed
on
the
edge
of
the
pavement
in
a
manner
that
struck
Lord
Lambeth
as
demonstrative
,
with
a
great
many
“
Oh
,
my
dears
,
”
and
little
quick
exclamations
and
caresses
.
His
companion
went
into
seventeen
shops
—
he
amused
himself
with
counting
them
—
and
accumulated
at
the
bottom
of
the
phaeton
a
pile
of
bundles
that
hardly
left
the
young
Englishman
a
place
for
his
feet
.
As
she
had
no
groom
nor
footman
,
he
sat
in
the
phaeton
to
hold
the
ponies
,
where
,
although
he
was
not
a
particularly
acute
observer
,
he
saw
much
to
entertain
him
—
especially
the
ladies
just
mentioned
,
who
wandered
up
and
down
with
the
appearance
of
a
kind
of
aimless
intentness
,
as
if
they
were
looking
for
something
to
buy
,
and
who
,
tripping
in
and
out
of
their
vehicles
,
displayed
remarkably
pretty
feet
.
It
all
seemed
to
Lord
Lambeth
very
odd
,
and
bright
,
and
gay
.
Of
course
,
before
they
got
back
to
the
villa
,
he
had
had
a
great
deal
of
desultory
conversation
with
Bessie
Alden
.
The
young
Englishmen
spent
the
whole
of
that
day
and
the
whole
of
many
successive
days
in
what
the
French
call
the
intimite
of
their
new
friends
.
They
agreed
that
it
was
extremely
jolly
,
that
they
had
never
known
anything
more
agreeable
.
It
is
not
proposed
to
narrate
minutely
the
incidents
of
their
sojourn
on
this
charming
shore
;
though
if
it
were
convenient
I
might
present
a
record
of
impressions
nonetheless
delectable
that
they
were
not
exhaustively
analyzed
.
Many
of
them
still
linger
in
the
minds
of
our
travelers
,
attended
by
a
train
of
harmonious
images
—
images
of
brilliant
mornings
on
lawns
and
piazzas
that
overlooked
the
sea
;
of
innumerable
pretty
girls
;
of
infinite
lounging
and
talking
and
laughing
and
flirting
and
lunching
and
dining
;
of
universal
friendliness
and
frankness
;
of
occasions
on
which
they
knew
everyone
and
everything
and
had
an
extraordinary
sense
of
ease
;
of
drives
and
rides
in
the
late
afternoon
over
gleaming
beaches
,
on
long
sea
roads
,
beneath
a
sky
lighted
up
by
marvelous
sunsets
;
of
suppers
,
on
the
return
,
informal
,
irregular
,
agreeable
;
of
evenings
at
open
windows
or
on
the
perpetual
verandas
,
in
the
summer
starlight
,
above
the
warm
Atlantic
.
The
young
Englishmen
were
introduced
to
everybody
,
entertained
by
everybody
,
intimate
with
everybody
.
At
the
end
of
three
days
they
had
removed
their
luggage
from
the
hotel
and
had
gone
to
stay
with
Mrs
.
Westgate
—
a
step
to
which
Percy
Beaumont
at
first
offered
some
conscientious
opposition
.
I
call
his
opposition
conscientious
,
because
it
was
founded
upon
some
talk
that
he
had
had
,
on
the
second
day
,
with
Bessie
Alden
.
He
had
indeed
had
a
good
deal
of
talk
with
her
,
for
she
was
not
literally
always
in
conversation
with
Lord
Lambeth
.
He
had
meditated
upon
Mrs
.
Westgate
’
s
account
of
her
sister
,
and
he
discovered
for
himself
that
the
young
lady
was
clever
,
and
appeared
to
have
read
a
great
deal
.
She
seemed
very
nice
,
though
he
could
not
make
out
,
as
Mrs
.
Westgate
had
said
,
she
was
shy
.
If
she
was
shy
,
she
carried
it
off
very
well
.
“
Mr
.
Beaumont
,
”
she
had
said
,
“
please
tell
me
something
about
Lord
Lambeth
’
s
family
.
How
would
you
say
it
in
England
—
his
position
?
”
“
His
position
?
”
Percy
Beaumont
repeated
.
“
His
rank
,
or
whatever
you
call
it
.
Unfortunately
we
haven
’
t
got
a
peerage
,
like
the
people
in
Thackeray
.
”
“
That
’
s
a
great
pity
,
”
said
Beaumont
.
“
You
would
find
it
all
set
forth
there
so
much
better
than
I
can
do
it
.
”
“
He
is
a
peer
,
then
?
”
“
Oh
,
yes
,
he
is
a
peer
.
”
“
And
has
he
any
other
title
than
Lord
Lambeth
?
”
“
His
title
is
the
Marquis
of
Lambeth
,
”
said
Beaumont
;
and
then
he
was
silent
.
Bessie
Alden
appeared
to
be
looking
at
him
with
interest
.
“
He
is
the
son
of
the
Duke
of
Bayswater
,
”
he
added
presently
.
“
The
eldest
son
?
”
“
The
only
son
.
”
“
And
are
his
parents
living
?
”
“
Oh
yes
;
if
his
father
were
not
living
he
would
be
a
duke
.
”
“
So
that
when
his
father
dies
,
”
pursued
Bessie
Alden
with
more
simplicity
than
might
have
been
expected
in
a
clever
girl
,
“
he
will
become
Duke
of
Bayswater
?
”
“
Of
course
,
”
said
Percy
Beaumont
.
“
But
his
father
is
in
excellent
health
.
”
“
And
his
mother
?
”
Beaumont
smiled
a
little
.
“
The
duchess
is
uncommonly
robust
.
”
“
And
has
he
any
sisters
?
”
“
Yes
,
there
are
two
.
”
“
And
what
are
they
called
?
”
“
One
of
them
is
married
.
She
is
the
Countess
of
Pimlico
.
”
“
And
the
other
?
”
“
The
other
is
unmarried
;
she
is
plain
Lady
Julia
.
”
Bessie
Alden
looked
at
him
a
moment
.
“
Is
she
very
plain
?
”
Beaumont
began
to
laugh
again
.
“
You
would
not
find
her
so
handsome
as
her
brother
,
”
he
said
;
and
it
was
after
this
that
he
attempted
to
dissuade
the
heir
of
the
Duke
of
Bayswater
from
accepting
Mrs
.
Westgate
’
s
invitation
.
“
Depend
upon
it
,
”
he
said
,
“
that
girl
means
to
try
for
you
.
”
“
It
seems
to
me
you
are
doing
your
best
to
make
a
fool
of
me
,
”
the
modest
young
nobleman
answered
.
“
She
has
been
asking
me
,
”
said
Beaumont
,
“
all
about
your
people
and
your
possessions
.
”
“
I
am
sure
it
is
very
good
of
her
!
”
Lord
Lambeth
rejoined
.
“
Well
,
then
,
”
observed
his
companion
,
“
if
you
go
,
you
go
with
your
eyes
open
.
”
“
Damn
my
eyes
!
”
exclaimed
Lord
Lambeth
.
“
If
one
is
to
be
a
dozen
times
a
day
at
the
house
,
it
is
a
great
deal
more
convenient
to
sleep
there
.
I
am
sick
of
traveling
up
and
down
this
beastly
avenue
.
”
Since
he
had
determined
to
go
,
Percy
Beaumont
would
,
of
course
,
have
been
very
sorry
to
allow
him
to
go
alone
;
he
was
a
man
of
conscience
,
and
he
remembered
his
promise
to
the
duchess
.
It
was
obviously
the
memory
of
this
promise
that
made
him
say
to
his
companion
a
couple
of
days
later
that
he
rather
wondered
he
should
be
so
fond
of
that
girl
.
“
In
the
first
place
,
how
do
you
know
how
fond
I
am
of
her
?
”
asked
Lord
Lambeth
.
“
And
,
in
the
second
place
,
why
shouldn
’
t
I
be
fond
of
her
?
”
“
I
shouldn
’
t
think
she
would
be
in
your
line
.
”
“
What
do
you
call
my
‘
line
’
?
You
don
’
t
set
her
down
as
‘
fast
’
?
”
“
Exactly
so
.
Mrs
.
Westgate
tells
me
that
there
is
no
such
thing
as
the
‘
fast
girl
’
in
America
;
that
it
’
s
an
English
invention
,
and
that
the
term
has
no
meaning
here
.
”
“
All
the
better
.
It
’
s
an
animal
I
detest
.
”
“
You
prefer
a
bluestocking
.
”
“
Is
that
what
you
call
Miss
Alden
?
”
“
Her
sister
tells
me
,
”
said
Percy
Beaumont
,
“
that
she
is
tremendously
literary
.
”
“
I
don
’
t
know
anything
about
that
.
She
is
certainly
very
clever
.
”
“
Well
,
”
said
Beaumont
,
“
I
should
have
supposed
you
would
have
found
that
sort
of
thing
awfully
slow
.
”
“
In
point
of
fact
,
”
Lord
Lambeth
rejoined
,
“
I
find
it
uncommonly
lively
.
”
After
this
,
Percy
Beaumont
held
his
tongue
;
but
on
the
10th
of
August
he
wrote
to
the
Duchess
of
Bayswater
.
He
was
,
as
I
have
said
,
a
man
of
conscience
,
and
he
had
a
strong
,
incorruptible
sense
of
the
proprieties
of
life
.
His
kinsman
,
meanwhile
,
was
having
a
great
deal
of
talk
with
Bessie
Alden
—
on
the
red
sea
rocks
beyond
the
lawn
;
in
the
course
of
long
island
rides
,
with
a
slow
return
in
the
glowing
twilight
;
on
the
deep
veranda
late
in
the
evening
.
Lord
Lambeth
,
who
had
stayed
at
many
houses
,
had
never
stayed
at
a
house
in
which
it
was
possible
for
a
young
man
to
converse
so
frequently
with
a
young
lady
.
This
young
lady
no
longer
applied
to
Percy
Beaumont
for
information
concerning
his
lordship
.
She
addressed
herself
directly
to
the
young
nobleman
.
She
asked
him
a
great
many
questions
,
some
of
which
bored
him
a
little
;
for
he
took
no
pleasure
in
talking
about
himself
.
“
Lord
Lambeth
,
”
said
Bessie
Alden
,
“
are
you
a
hereditary
legislator
?
”
“
Oh
,
I
say
!
”
cried
Lord
Lambeth
,
“
don
’
t
make
me
call
myself
such
names
as
that
.
”
“
But
you
are
a
member
of
Parliament
,
”
said
the
young
girl
.
“
I
don
’
t
like
the
sound
of
that
,
either
.
”
“
Don
’
t
you
sit
in
the
House
of
Lords
?
”
Bessie
Alden
went
on
.
“
Very
seldom
,
”
said
Lord
Lambeth
.
“
Is
it
an
important
position
?
”
she
asked
.
“
Oh
,
dear
,
no
,
”
said
Lord
Lambeth
.
“
I
should
think
it
would
be
very
grand
,
”
said
Bessie
Alden
,
“
to
possess
,
simply
by
an
accident
of
birth
,
the
right
to
make
laws
for
a
great
nation
.
”
“
Ah
,
but
one
doesn
’
t
make
laws
.
It
’
s
a
great
humbug
.
”
“
I
don
’
t
believe
that
,
”
the
young
girl
declared
.
“
It
must
be
a
great
privilege
,
and
I
should
think
that
if
one
thought
of
it
in
the
right
way
—
from
a
high
point
of
view
—
it
would
be
very
inspiring
.
”
“
The
less
one
thinks
of
it
,
the
better
,
”
Lord
Lambeth
affirmed
.
“
I
think
it
’
s
tremendous
,
”
said
Bessie
Alden
;
and
on
another
occasion
she
asked
him
if
he
had
any
tenantry
.
Hereupon
it
was
that
,
as
I
have
said
,
he
was
a
little
bored
.
“
Do
you
want
to
buy
up
their
leases
?
”
he
asked
.
“
Well
,
have
you
got
any
livings
?
”
she
demanded
.
“
Oh
,
I
say
!
”
he
cried
.
“
Have
you
got
a
clergyman
that
is
looking
out
?
”
But
she
made
him
tell
her
that
he
had
a
castle
;
he
confessed
to
but
one
.
It
was
the
place
in
which
he
had
been
born
and
brought
up
,
and
,
as
he
had
an
old
-
time
liking
for
it
,
he
was
beguiled
into
describing
it
a
little
and
saying
it
was
really
very
jolly
.
Bessie
Alden
listened
with
great
interest
and
declared
that
she
would
give
the
world
to
see
such
a
place
.
Whereupon
—
“
It
would
be
awfully
kind
of
you
to
come
and
stay
there
,
”
said
Lord
Lambeth
.
He
took
a
vague
satisfaction
in
the
circumstance
that
Percy
Beaumont
had
not
heard
him
make
the
remark
I
have
just
recorded
.
Mr
.
Westgate
all
this
time
had
not
,
as
they
said
at
Newport
,
“
come
on
.
”
His
wife
more
than
once
announced
that
she
expected
him
on
the
morrow
;
but
on
the
morrow
she
wandered
about
a
little
,
with
a
telegram
in
her
jeweled
fingers
,
declaring
it
was
very
tiresome
that
his
business
detained
him
in
New
York
;
that
he
could
only
hope
the
Englishmen
were
having
a
good
time
.
“
I
must
say
,
”
said
Mrs
.
Westgate
,
“
that
it
is
no
thanks
to
him
if
you
are
.
”
And
she
went
on
to
explain
,
while
she
continued
that
slow
-
paced
promenade
which
enabled
her
well
-
adjusted
skirts
to
display
themselves
so
advantageously
,
that
unfortunately
in
America
there
was
no
leisure
class
.
It
was
Lord
Lambeth
’
s
theory
,
freely
propounded
when
the
young
men
were
together
,
that
Percy
Beaumont
was
having
a
very
good
time
with
Mrs
.
Westgate
,
and
that
,
under
the
pretext
of
meeting
for
the
purpose
of
animated
discussion
,
they
were
indulging
in
practices
that
imparted
a
shade
of
hypocrisy
to
the
lady
’
s
regret
for
her
husband
’
s
absence
.
“
I
assure
you
we
are
always
discussing
and
differing
,
”
said
Percy
Beaumont
.
“
She
is
awfully
argumentative
.
American
ladies
certainly
don
’
t
mind
contradicting
you
.
Upon
my
word
I
don
’
t
think
I
was
ever
treated
so
by
a
woman
before
.
She
’
s
so
devilish
positive
.
”
Mrs
.
Westgate
’
s
positive
quality
,
however
,
evidently
had
its
attractions
,
for
Beaumont
was
constantly
at
his
hostess
’
s
side
.
He
detached
himself
one
day
to
the
extent
of
going
to
New
York
to
talk
over
the
Tennessee
Central
with
Mr
.
Westgate
;
but
he
was
absent
only
forty
-
eight
hours
,
during
which
,
with
Mr
.
Westgate
’
s
assistance
,
he
completely
settled
this
piece
of
business
.
“
They
certainly
do
things
quickly
in
New
York
,
”
he
observed
to
his
cousin
;
and
he
added
that
Mr
.
Westgate
had
seemed
very
uneasy
lest
his
wife
should
miss
her
visitor
—
he
had
been
in
such
an
awful
hurry
to
send
him
back
to
her
.
“
I
’
m
afraid
you
’
ll
never
come
up
to
an
American
husband
,
if
that
’
s
what
the
wives
expect
,
”
he
said
to
Lord
Lambeth
.
Mrs
.
Westgate
,
however
,
was
not
to
enjoy
much
longer
the
entertainment
with
which
an
indulgent
husband
had
desired
to
keep
her
provided
.
On
the
21st
of
August
Lord
Lambeth
received
a
telegram
from
his
mother
,
requesting
him
to
return
immediately
to
England
;
his
father
had
been
taken
ill
,
and
it
was
his
filial
duty
to
come
to
him
.
The
young
Englishman
was
visibly
annoyed
.
“
What
the
deuce
does
it
mean
?
”
he
asked
of
his
kinsman
.
“
What
am
I
to
do
?
”
Percy
Beaumont
was
annoyed
as
well
;
he
had
deemed
it
his
duty
,
as
I
have
narrated
,
to
write
to
the
duchess
,
but
he
had
not
expected
that
this
distinguished
woman
would
act
so
promptly
upon
his
hint
.
“
It
means
,
”
he
said
,
“
that
your
father
is
laid
up
.
I
don
’
t
suppose
it
’
s
anything
serious
;
but
you
have
no
option
.
Take
the
first
steamer
;
but
don
’
t
be
alarmed
.
”
Lord
Lambeth
made
his
farewells
;
but
the
few
last
words
that
he
exchanged
with
Bessie
Alden
are
the
only
ones
that
have
a
place
in
our
record
.
“
Of
course
I
needn
’
t
assure
you
,
”
he
said
,
“
that
if
you
should
come
to
England
next
year
,
I
expect
to
be
the
first
person
that
you
inform
of
it
.
”
Bessie
Alden
looked
at
him
a
little
,
and
she
smiled
