"Why Colonel L'Isle," exclaimed Lady Mabel, "you must be the very pink
of chivalry. I do not know which most to admire, your gallant rescue
of the dame, or your self-sacrificing spirit in finding her a home."
"You will make Shortridge jealous, L'Isle, by taking such good care of
his wife," said Lord Strathern.
"Our sharp friend has too much sense," answered L'Isle, "to be guilty
of such folly as that."
Major Conway setting the example, L'Isle now thought it time to take
his leave, and he returned to his quarters with the air of a man who
thought he had done a good day's work.
"I think," said Lord Strathern to his daughter, "that L'Isle is
improving in manners."
"His manners are good, Papa. Were they ever otherwise?"
"I mean that he is becoming more conciliatory, and more considerate of
other people. He has scarcely differed from me to-day, and certainly
did not undertake to set me right, or contradict me even once, a habit
he is _much_ addicted to, and very unbecoming in so young a man! It is
certainly, too, very kind of him to give up his comfortable quarters
to the Shortridges, in their distress, particularly as I know he
despises the man.
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