I have met; I did n't know she was his sister till to-day. Mrs. Headway spoke of her, but I find she does n't know her. That itself is a proof, I think. Do you think he would help me?" Lady Demesne asked, very simply.
"I doubt it, but you can try."
"I wish he had come with you. Do you think he would come?"
"He is in America at this moment, but I believe he soon comes back."
"I shall go to his sister; I will ask her to bring him to see me. She is extremely nice; I think she will understand. Unfortunately there is very little time."
"Don't count too much on Littlemore," said Waterville, gravely.
"You men have no pity."
"Why should we pity you? How can Mrs. Headway hurt such a person as you?"
Lady Demesne hesitated a moment. "It hurts me to hear her voice."
"Her voice is very sweet."
"Possibly. But she 's horrible!"
This was too much, it seemed to Waterville; poor Mrs. Headway was extremely open to criticism, and he himself had declared she was a barbarian. Yet she was not horrible. "It 's for your son to pity you. If he doesn't, how can you expect it of others?"
"Oh, but he does!" And with a majesty that
