“Did you expect us to change guard over Ambar-Side? I dare say Aspatria has grown into a buxom, rosy-cheeked woman and quite forgotten you.”
“I must go and see her.”
“I think you ought. Also, you should 220 give her her freedom. I consider your behaviour a dog-in-the-manger atrocity.”
“Can you not pick nicer words, Sarah?”
“I would not if I could.”
“Sarah, tell me truly, have I lost my good looks?”
She regarded him attentively a moment, and answered: “Not quite. You have some good points yet. You have grown thin and gray, and lost something, and perhaps gained something; but you are not very old, and then, you know, you have your title, and your castle, and your very old, old family, and I suppose a good deal of money.” In reality, she was sure that he had never before been so attractive; for he had now the magic of a countenance informed by intellect and experience, eyes brimming with light, lips neither loose nor coarse, yet full of passion and the faculty of enjoyment.
He smiled grimly at Sarah’s list of his charms, and said, “When will you introduce me to your future sister?”
“This evening. Come about nine. I 221 have a few sober people who will be delighted to hear your South American adventures. Ria goes to Lady Chester’s ball soon after nine. Do not miss your chance.”
“Could I see her now?”