He can be of great
use to me, but he bores me so, I cannot talk to him. I want
to present him to Arabella."
"Arabella is in the blue drawing-room. I saw her just now
with Mr Jermyn and Charles. Count Soudriaffsky is teaching
them some Russian tricks."
"What are Russian tricks to me; she must talk to young
Huntingford; everything depends on his working with me against
the Cut-and-Come-again branch-line; they have refused me my
compensation, and I am not going to have my estate cut up into
ribbons without compensation."
"My dear Lady Deloraine," said Lady de Mowbray. "How
beautiful your gallery looks to-night! Certainly there is
nothing in London that lights up so well."
"Its greatest ornaments are its guests. I am charmed to see
Lady Joan looking so well."
"You think so?"
"Indeed."
"I wish--" and here Lady de Mowbray gave a smiling sigh.
"What do you think of Mr Mountchesney?"
"He is universally admired."
"So every one says, and yet--"
"Well what do you think of the Dashville, Fitz?" said Mr
Berners to Lord Fitzheron, "I saw you dancing with her."
"I can't bear her: she sets up to be natural and is only rude;
mistakes insolence for innocence; says everything which comes
first to her lips and thinks she is gay when she is only
giddy.
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