“Oh!” she exclaimed. “Have you heard of that?”
“My porter was full of it.”
“Well,” she said, “of course it’s a very big thing in Bursley.”
As she smiled in gentle pity of poor Bursley, he naturally did the same. And he thought how much more advanced and broad the younger generation was than the old! He would never have dared to express his real feelings about Bursley to Mrs. Baines, or even to Mr. Povey (who was, however, of no generation); yet here was a young woman actually sharing them.
She told him all the history of the elephant.
“Must have been very exciting,” he commented, despite himself.
“Do you know,” she replied, “it WAS.”
After all, Bursley was climbing in their opinion.
“And mother and my sister and Mr. Povey have all gone to see it. That’s why they’re not here.”
That the elephant should have caused both Mr. Povey and Mrs. Baines to forget that the representative of Birkinshaws was due to call was indeed a final victory for the elephant.