"My brother knows the whole," he said, "and I do not wish to attempt to

conceal anything."

"I do not mean to conceal," faltered Fanny, "only I thought it might

save a shock--appearances--he might think better of it, if--"

"You thought only what was kind," answered the colonel, "and I thank

you for it most warmly; but this matter does not depend on my brother's

consent, and even if it did, Ermine's own true position is that which is

most honourable to her."

Having said this, he was forced to console Fanny in her shame at her

own kind attempt at this gentle little feminine subterfuge. He gratified

her, however, by not interfering with her hospitable instincts of

doing honour to and entertaining his brother, for whose sake her first

approach to a dinner party was given; a very small one, but treated by

her and her household as a far more natural occurrence than was any sort

of entertainment at the Homestead. She even looked surprised, in her

quiet way, at Mrs. Curtis's proffers of assistance in the et ceteras,

and gratefully answered for Coombe's doing the right thing, without

troubling herself further. Mrs. Curtis was less easy in her mind, her

housewifely soul questioned the efficiency of her niece's establishment,

and she was moreover persuaded that Lord Keith must be bent on

inspecting his brother's choice, while even Rachel felt as if the toils

of fate were being drawn round her, and let Grace embellish her for the

dinner party, in an odd sort of mood, sometimes rejecting her attempts

at decoration, sometimes vouchsafing a glance at the glass, chiefly

to judge whether her looks were really as repellently practical and

intellectual as she had been in the habit of supposing. The wreath of

white roses, which she wore for the first time, certainly had a pleasing

and softening effect, and she was conscious that she had never looked so

well; then was vexed at the solicitude with which her mother looked

her over, and fairly blushed with annoyance at the good lady's evident

satisfaction.

But, after all, Rachel, at her best, could not have competed with the

grace of the quiet little figure that received them, the rich black silk

giving dignity to the slender form, and a sort of compromise between

veil and cap sheltering the delicate fair face; and with a son on each

side, Fanny looked so touchingly proud and well supported, and the boys

were so exultant and admiring at seeing her thus dressed, that it was

a very pretty sight, and struck the first arrived of her guests, Mr.

Touchett, quite dumb with admiration. Colonel Hammond, the two Keiths,

and their young kinsman, completed the party. Lord Keith of Gowanbrae

was best described by the said young kinsman's words "a long-backed

Scotchman." He was so intensely Scottish that he made his brother look

and sound the same, whereas ordinarily neither air nor accent would have

shown the colonel's nation, and there was no definable likeness between

them, except, perhaps, the baldness of the forehead, but the remains

of Lord Keith's hair were silvered red, whereas Colin's thick beard

and scanty locks were dark brown, and with a far larger admixture of

hoar-frost, though he was the younger by twenty years, and his brother's

appearance gave the impression of a far greater age than fifty-eight,

there was the stoop of rheumatism, and a worn, thin look on the face,

with its high cheek bones, narrow lips, and cold eyes, by no means

winning. On the other hand, he was the most finished gentleman that

Grace and Rachel had ever encountered; he had all the gallant polish of

manner that the old Scottish nobility have inherited from the French

of the old regime--a manner that, though Colin possessed all its

essentials, had been in some degree rubbed off in the frankness of

his military life, but which the old nobleman retained in its full

perfection. Mrs. Curtis admired it extremely as a specimen of the "old

school," for which she had never ceased to mourn; and Rachel felt as if

it took her breath away by the likeness to Louis XIV.; but, strange to

say, Lady Temple acted as if she were quite in her element. It might be

that the old man's courtesy brought back to her something of the tender

chivalry of her soldier husband, and that a sort of filial friendliness

had become natural to her towards an elderly man, for she responded

at once, and devoted herself to pleasing and entertaining him. Their

civilities were something quite amusing to watch, and in the evening,

with a complete perception of his tastes, she got up a rubber for him.




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