"I will go to Golfney Place to-morrow, if you like," she said, with a
momentary sense of something resembling sympathy for her father.
Because, if what she was constantly hearing from Sybil were true, it
seemed extremely probable that Colonel Faversham was doomed to
disappointment. According to Sybil, Jimmy went to see Bridget day
after day, and granting that she was determined upon escape from her
pecuniary troubles by a marriage of some kind, surely she would choose
Jimmy in preference to the colonel, if only for the fact that he was
much more wealthy. So that Colonel Faversham were spared Carrissima
did not feel disposed to judge Bridget too severely; disapproving of
her manoeuvres, indeed, but having enough to do in the management of
her own affairs.
"Well, well, go to-morrow," said her father. "I'll answer for it she
will be pleased to see you. Take her a few flowers! Ah!" Colonel
Faversham added, as the door opened, "here's Mark!"
"Where is Phoebe?" asked Carrissima, as she offered her hand.
"An awful bore," answered Mark. "Victor has a bit of a cold; anyhow I
couldn't persuade his devoted mother to desert him this afternoon.
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