Diana, his beautiful, unapproachable Diana, would
soon, no doubt, be relieved of this young lady, with whom she could have
no possible interests in common. And, perhaps, on one of his week-end
visits to Tallyn and Beechcote, he might get a few minutes' conversation
with Mrs. Colwood which would throw some light on the new guest.
* * * * *
Diana meanwhile, assisted by Mrs. Colwood, was hovering about her
cousin. She and Miss Merton had kissed each other in the hall, and then
Diana, seized with a sudden shyness, led her guest into the drawing-room
and stood there speechless, a little; holding her by both hands and
gazing at her; mastered by feeling and excitement.
"Well, you _have_ got a queer old place!" said Fanny Merton, withdrawing
herself. She turned and looked about her, at the room, the flowers, the
wide hearth, with its blazing logs, at Mrs. Colwood, and finally
at Diana.
"We are so fond of it already!" said Diana. "Come and get warm." She
settled her guest in a chair by the fire, and took a stool beside her.
"Did you like Devonshire?"
The girl made a little face.
"It was awfully quiet.
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