"
"Well, now--you will find he takes stock of a good many things."
"Including Lady Kitty?"
His companion smiled.
"He won't let her interfere again."
"
L'homme propose," said Darrell. "You mean he has grown ambitious?"
Mrs. Alcot seemed to find it difficult to cope with these high things.
Fanning herself, she languidly supposed that the English political
passion, so strong and unspent still in the aristocratic families, had
laid serious hold at last on William Ashe. He had great schemes of
reform, and, do what he might to conceal it, his heart was in them. His
wife, therefore, was no longer his occupation, but--
Mrs. Alcot hesitated for a word.
"Scarcely his repose?" laughed Darrell.
"I really won't discuss Kitty any more," said Mrs. Alcot, impatiently.
"Here they are! Hullo! What has Kitty got hold of now?"
Three carriages were driving up the long approach, one behind the other.
In the first sat Kitty, a figure beside her in the dress of a nurse, and
opposite to them both an indistinguishable bundle, which presently
revealed a head. The carriage drew up at the steps. Kitty jumped down,
and she and the nurse lifted the bundle out.
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