And still this
levity!--this inconceivable levity! Was it true, as she knew was said,
that William had no high sense of honor, that he failed in delicacy and
dignity?
In reality, it was the same cry as the Dean's--upon another and smaller
occasion. But in this case it was unspoken. Lady Tranmore dropped into a
chair, one hand abandoned to her son, the other hiding her face. He
talked fast and tenderly, asking her help--neither of them quite knew
for what--her advice as to the move to Haggart--and so forth. Lady
Tranmore said little. But it was a bitter silence; and if Ashe himself
failed in indignation, his mother's protesting heart supplied it amply.
PART III
DEVELOPMENT
"Es bildet ein Talent sich in der Stille, Sich ein Character in dem
Strom, der Welt."
XIV
"What does Lady Kitty do with herself here?" said Darrell, looking round
him. He had just arrived from town on a visit to the Ashes, to find the
Haggart house and garden completely deserted, save for Mrs. Alcot, who
was lounging in solitude, with a cigarette and a novel, on the wide lawn
which surrounded the house on three sides.
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