Part 52 (1/2)
”Yes, the woman who has married a person of the na”----
”Auntie, I have rather a shock to give you Poor Maggie did mean to imply that her stepfather was in a different class of life frorocer!”
Lady Lysle put up her hand to pull the check-string
”Pray, auntie, don't do that Maggie isn't the daughter of a grocer, and she can't help her ie to have nothing to do with her stepfather in the future, and I ot to help raceful girl! She o too,” said Aneta
”Aneta, I never knew you behave in such a way before”
”Co, you know you are the sweetest and theand sympathetic person in the world; and why should you turn away froainst her oill finds herself the stepdaughter of a grocer? Maggie has given me to understand that he is a dreadfulnow to Laburnu the school with his wife on Saturday I will do the talking, dear, and you have only to sit by and look dignified”
”I never was put in such a dreadful position before,” said Lady Lysle, ”and really even you, Aneta, go too far when you expect me to do this”
”But you would visit a poor woman in East London without the smallest compunction,” said Aneta
”That is different,” replied Lady Lysle with dignity
”It is different,” replied Aneta; ”but the difference lies in the fact that the grocer's wife is very her up in the social scale than the East End wo! I have always distrusted that Miss Howland Does Mrs Ward know of your project?”
”Not yet, but she will to-night”
”And what am I to do when I visit this person?”
”Just look your dear, sweet, dignified self, and allow ”
”I think you have taken leave of your senses”
”I haven't taken leave ofto help a fine girl round a nasty corner So cheer up, auntie!
After we have seen Mrs Martin we have to go on and visit the grocer”
”Aneta, that I do decline!”
”I am sure you won't decline But let us think of Mrs Martin herself first, and try to remember that by birth she is a lady”
Just at this e drew up outside a post-office There was a short delay while Laburnu inquired for by the foot was situated was discovered, and a few e, with its splendid horses and two servants on the box, drew up before the green-painted door
The villa was sly neat The little brass knocker shone, even though yesterday was a day of such fog The foote-door to et out,” said Aneta
”Hadn't James best inquire if the woman is in?” said Lady Lysle
”No, I think I will,” said Aneta