Evan Harrington — Volume 6 by George Meredith
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An implacable negative responded to the urgent appeal of her eyes. 'By the way,' he said, for a diversion, 'did you know of a girl stopping at an inn in Fallow field?' 'Know a barmaid?' the Countess's eyes and mouth were wide at the question. 'Did you send Raikes for her to-day?' 'Did Mr. Raikes--ah, Evan! that creature reminds me, you have no sense of contrast. For a Brazilian ape--he resembles, if he is not truly one --what contrast is he to an English gentleman! His proximity and acquaintance--rich as he may be--disfigure you. Study contrast!' Evan had to remind her that she had not answered him: whereat she exclaimed: 'One would really think you had never been abroad. Have you not evaded me, rather?' The Countess commenced fanning her languid brows, and then pursued: 'Now, my dear brother, I may conclude that you will acquiesce in my moderate wishes. You remain. My venerable. friend cannot last three days. She is on the brink of a better world! I will confide to you that it is of the utmost importance we should be here, on the spot, until the sad termination! That is what I summoned you for. You are now at liberty. Ta-ta, as soon as you please.' She had baffled his little cross-examination with regard to Raikes, but |
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