No wonder she had hysterics! It was galling beyond compare, and not all
Mr. Hanbury-Green's devotion or flattery next day could heal the bitter
hurt.
"Oh, how I will help you, Percy!" she said, "to pull them all down from
their pedestals, and drag them to the guillotine!"
And Mr. Hanbury-Green had laughed, and said it gratified him greatly to
feel her sympathy and cooeperation would be with him, but he feared they
would never have the humorous pleasure of getting as far as that!
And, it being a Sunday, Arabella Clinker wrote to her mother to apprise
her of these events.
The engagement is over [Mrs. Clinker was told]--the advent of Mr.
Hanbury-Green (a very unpleasant personality, afraid of being polite
to me in case I should fancy myself his equal) seemed to clinch
matters in M. E.'s mind. I suppose he was able to give her some
definite assurance of the future of the Government. In any case, I
could see, when they returned from their excursion in the gondola
yesterday, that things were upon a very familiar footing between
them.
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