An American girl in London . er awkwardly, and caught one Miss Mafferton lookingat another in a way that expressed distinct sympathy for me. I was quite relieved when Mrs. Mafferton changed thesubject by saying, So you are an American, Miss Wick? andI was able to tell her something about Chicago and our methodsof railway travelling. Mrs. Mafferton was very pleasant aboutAmericans; she said she always found them nice, kind-heartedpeople. The curate said, thoughtfully, crumbling his bread, thatwe had a vast country over there. Francis! exclaimed the Miss Mafferton who sat nextto him, playfully a
An American girl in London . er awkwardly, and caught one Miss Mafferton lookingat another in a way that expressed distinct sympathy for me. I was quite relieved when Mrs. Mafferton changed thesubject by saying, So you are an American, Miss Wick? andI was able to tell her something about Chicago and our methodsof railway travelling. Mrs. Mafferton was very pleasant aboutAmericans; she said she always found them nice, kind-heartedpeople. The curate said, thoughtfully, crumbling his bread, thatwe had a vast country over there. Francis! exclaimed the Miss Mafferton who sat nextto him, playfully abstracting the crumbs, you know thatsnaughty of you! Im afraid youve come to a very nervousfamily, Miss Wick. I felt myself blushing abominably. The situation all at-- once defined itself and became terrible. How could I tell theMaffertons, assembled there around their dinner-table, that Iwas not coming to their family ! Burgundy, miss ? How could I do anything but sip my claret with immoderate AN AMERICAN GIRL IN LONDON 315. EVEN , 1 REMEMBEB, HE LOOKED A SEIUOUS PERSON. 316 AN AMERICAN GIRL IN LONDON absorption, and say that nervous disorders did sometimes run infamilies, or something equally imbecile! But Charlies nerves are as strong as possible! saidanother Miss Mafferton, reproachfully, to her sister. We had other general conversation, and I spoke into trumpet several times with a certain amount ofcoherence; but I remember only the points which struck me asof special interest at the time. Among them was the proposalthat, if I were willing, Mrs. Mafferton should drive me onTuesday week—that would be to-day—to see an invalid marriedsister living in Hampstead who was most anxious to welcomeme. How could I say I was not willing ! Then, after dinner, in the drawing-room, Mrs. Mafferton tookme aside for a little chat, and told me what a good son Charleshad always been, and showed me several photographs of him atearlier stages, from the time he wore a sash
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