into Brotherton Miss Tallowax spoke again. "I don't suppose an old woman like me can ever be of any use, and you'll always be at hand to look after her. But if ever she should want an outing, just to raise her spirits, old as I am, I think I could make it brighter for her than it is there." The Dean took her hand and pressed it, and then there was no more said.
When the brougham was driven away Lord George took his wife for a walk in the park. She was still struggling hard to be in love with him, never owning failure to herself, and sometimes assuring herself that she had succeeded altogether. Now, when he asked her to come with him, she put on her hat joyfully, and joined her hands over his arm as she walked away with him into the shrubbery.
"She's a wonderful old woman;—is not she, George?"
"Not very wonderful."
"Of course you think she's vulgar."
"I didn't say so."
"No; you're too good to say so, because she's papa's aunt. But she's very good. Don't you think she's very good?"
"I dare say she is. I don't know that I run into superlatives quite so much as you do."
"She has brought me such a handsome present. I could not show it you before them all just now, and it only came down from London this morning. She did not say a word about it before. Look here." Then she slipped her glove off and showed him a diamond ring.
"You should not wear that out of doors."