Madeleine, find me some cups! This is Mr.
Ferrier--Mr. Ferrier, Miss Mallory.--expect you know Lady Niton.--Sir
James Chide, Miss Mallory.--Perhaps that'll do to begin with!" said Mrs.
Fotheringham, carelessly, glancing at a further group of people. "Now
I'll give you some tea."
Diana sat down, very shy, and a little flushed. Mr. Marsham hovered
about her, inducing her to loosen her furs, bringing her tea, and asking
questions about her settlement at Beechcote. He showed also a marked
courtesy to Mrs. Colwood, and the little widow, susceptible to every
breath of kindness, formed the prompt opinion that he was both handsome
and agreeable.
Oliver Marsham, indeed, was not a person to be overlooked. His height
was about six foot three; and his long slender limbs and spare frame had
earned him, as a lad, among the men of his father's works, the
description of "two yards o' pump-waater, straight oop an' down." But in
his thin lengthiness there was nothing awkward--rather a graceful
readiness and vigor. And the head which surmounted this lightly built
body gave to the whole personality the force and weight it might
otherwise have missed.
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