daughter, she must learn from her own lips the state of her feelings. "I don't like at all her not having spoken to me already," she added.
"Where has she gone—to Roehampton? I dare say she has told it all to her godmother," said Lord Canterville.
"She won't have much to tell, poor girl!" Jackson Lemon exclaimed. "I must really insist upon seeing with more freedom the person I wish to marry."
"You shall have all the freedom you want, in two or three days," said Lady Canterville. She smiled with all her sweetness; she appeared to have accepted him, and yet still to be making tacit assumptions. "Are there not certain things to be talked of first?"
"Certain things, dear lady?"
Lady Canterville looked at her husband, and though he was still at his window, this time he felt it in her silence, and had to come away and speak. "Oh, she means settlements, and that kind of thing." This was an allusion which came with a much better grace from him.
Jackson Lemon looked from one of his companions to the other; he colored a little, and gave a smile that was perhaps a trifle fixed. "Settlements? We don't make them in the United States. You may be sure I shall make a proper provision for my wife."
"My dear fellow, over here—in our class, you know, it 's the custom," said Lord Canterville, with a richer brightness in his face at the thought that the discussion was over.
