"You've got them for life."
"Why for life, when I now lucidly and courageously recognize that she isn't good?"
"Ah, but she'll become so," said Gabriel Nash.
"Do you think that?" Sherringham inquired, with a candour which made his visitor laugh.
"You will—that's more to the purpose!" Gabriel exclaimed, as he went away.
Ten minutes later Lady Agnes substituted a general vague assent to all further particular ones and, with her daughters, withdrew from Mrs. Rooth and from the rest of the company. Peter had had very little talk with Biddy, but the girl kept her disappointment out of her pretty eyes and said to him:
"You told us she didn't know how—but she does!" There was no suggestion of disappointment in this.
Sherringham held her hand a moment. "Ah, it's you who know how, dear Biddy!" he answered; and he was conscious that if the occasion had been more private he would lawfully have kissed her.
Presently three others of his guests departed, and Mr. Nash's assurance that he had them for life recurred to him as he observed that Mrs. Rooth and her daughter quite failed to profit by so many examples. The Lovicks remained—a colleague and his sociable wife—and Peter gave them a hint that they were not to leave him absolutely alone with the two ladies. Miriam quitted Mrs. Lovick, who had attempted, with no great subtlety, to engage her, and came up to Sherringham as if she suspected him of a design of stealing from the room and had the idea of preventing it.
