The yellow book: an illustrated quarterly (2.1894)

320 The Coxon Fund

waited for him together. What will you have ? He has no
dignity."

Miss Anvoy, who had been introducing with her American
distinctness, looked encouragingly round at some of the combina-
tions she had risked. " It's too bad I can't see him."

" You mean Gravener won't let you ?"

"I haven't asked him. He lets me do everything."

" But you know he knows him and wonders what some of us
see in him."

"We haven't happened to talk of him," the girl said.

" Get him to take you some day out to see the Mulvilles."

"I thought Mr. Saltram had thrown the Mulvilles over."

"Utterly. But that won't prevent his being planted there
again, to bloom like a rose, within a month or two."

Miss Anvoy thought a moment. Then, " I should like to see
them," she said with her fostering smile.

" They're tremendously worth it. You mustn't miss them."

" I'Il make George take me," she went on as Mrs. Saltram
came up to interrupt us. The girl smiled at her as kindly as she
had smiled at me, and addressing the question to her, continued :
" But the chance of a lecture—one of the wonderful lectures ?
Isn't there another course announced ! "

"Another? There are about thirty !" I exclaimed, turning
away and feeling Mrs. Saltram's little eyes in my back. A few
days after this, I heard that Gravener's marriage was near at
hand—was settled for Whitsuntide; but as I had received
no invitation I doubted it, and presently there came to me in
fact the report of a postponement. Something was the matter ;
what was the matter was supposed tö be that Lady Coxon
was now critically ill. I had called on her after my dinner in
the Regent's Park, but I had neither seen her nor seen Miss

Anvoy.