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"But she will, as times goes
on."
"Time'll have to hurry, then, it seems to me," George observed,
returning to his own room.
When they went down to the dining room, he pronounced acceptable the
salmon salad, cold beef, cheese, and cake which Fanny made ready for
them without disturbing the servants. The journey had fatigued
Isabel, she ate nothing, but sat to observe with tired pleasure the
manifestations of her son's appetite, meanwhile giving her sister-in-
law a brief summary of the events of commencement. But presently she
kissed them both good-night--taking care to kiss George lightly upon
the side of his head, so as not to disturb his eating--and left aunt
and nephew alone together.
"It never was becoming to her to look pale," Fanny said absently, a
few moments after Isabel's departure.
"Wha'd you say, Aunt Fanny?"
"Nothing. I suppose your mother's been being pretty gay? Going a
lot?"
"How could she?" George asked cheerfully. "In mourning, of course all
she could do was just sit around and look on.


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