He was to
take her in, while Kitty would fall to the Bishop of the diocese.
"She gets on perfectly with the clergy," said Lady Tranmore, with an
involuntary sigh. Then, as the sense of humor was strong in both, they
laughed. But it was a chilly and perfunctory laughter.
They had no sooner passed into the main hall than Kitty came running
down-stairs, with a large packet in her hand.
"Mr. Darrell!"
"At your service!" said Darrell, emerging from the shadows of one of the
broad corridors of the ground-floor.
"Take it, please!" said Kitty, panting a little, as she gave the packet
into his hands. "If I look at it any more, I
might burn it!"
"Suppose you do!"
"No, no!" said Kitty, pushing the bundle away, as he laughingly tendered
it. "I must see what happens!"
"Is the gap filled?"
She laid her finger on her lips. Her eyes danced. Then she hurried on to
the drawing-room.
Whether it were the soothing presence of the clergy or no, certainly
Kitty was no less triumphant at dinner than she had been in the
afternoon. The chorus of fun and pleasure that surrounded her, while he
himself sat, tired and bored, between Lady Edith Manley and Lady
Tranmore, did but make her offence the greater in the eyes of Lord
Parham.
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