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Trollope, Anthony, 1815-1882

"The American Senator"

If his action had disturbed
her she knew very well how to recover her equanimity.

CHAPTER XXV
The last Morning at Rufford Hall

"Well, my love?" said Lady Augustus, as soon as her daughter had
joined her in her bedroom. On such occasions there was always a
quarter of an hour before going to bed in which the mother and
daughter discussed their affairs, while the two lady's maids were
discussing their affairs in the other room. The two maids probably
did not often quarrel, but the mother and daughter usually did.
"I wish that stupid man hadn't got himself hurt."
"Of course, my dear; we all wish that. But I really don't see that
it has stood much in your way.
"Yes it has. After all there is nothing like dancing, and we
shouldn't all have been sent to bed at two o'clock."
"Then it has come to nothing?"
"I didn't say that at all, mamma. I think I have done uncommonly
well. Indeed I know I have. But then if everything had not been
upset, I might have done so much better."
"What have you done?" asked Lady Augustus, timidly. She knew
perfectly well that her daughter would tell her nothing, and yet
she always asked these questions and was always angry when no
information was given to her. Any young woman would have found it
very hard to give the information needed. "When we were alone he
sat for five minutes with his arm round my waist, and then he
kissed me.


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