Tramore. "For all the use we
shall make of him!" she added in a moment.
"We shall make great use of him. His mother sent him."
"Oh, she'll never come!"
"Then HE sha'n't," said Rose. Yet he was admitted on the Tuesday,
and after she had given him his tea Mrs. Tramore left the young
people alone. Rose wished she hadn't--she herself had another view.
At any rate she disliked her mother's view, which she had easily
guessed. Mr. Mangler did nothing but say how charming he thought his
hostess of the Sunday, and what a tremendously jolly visit he had
had. He didn't remark in so many words "I had no idea your mother
was such a good sort"; but this was the spirit of his simple
discourse. Rose liked it at first--a little of it gratified her;
then she thought there was too much of it for good taste. She had to
reflect that one does what one can and that Mr. Mangler probably
thought he was delicate. He wished to convey that he desired to make
up to her for the injustice of society. Why shouldn't her mother
receive gracefully, she asked (not audibly) and who had ever said she
didn't? Mr. Mangler had a great deal to say about the disappointment
of his own parent over Miss Tramore's not having come to dine with
them the night of his aunt's ball.
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