They had travelled very
slowly, for Lady Mary had been ill, and the Duke had expressed his
determination to see a doctor at Ischi.
There is no greater mistake than in supposing that only the young
blush. But the blushes of middle-life are luckily not seen through
the tan which has come from the sun and the gas and the work and
wiles of the world. Both the Duke and Phineas blushed; and though
their blushes were hidden, that peculiar glance of the eye which
always accompanies a blush was visible enough from the one to the
other. The elder lady kept her countenance admirably, and the
younger one had no occasion for blushing. She at once ran forward
and kissed her friend. The Duke stood with his hat off waiting to
give his hand to the lady, and then took that of his late
colleague. 'How odd that we should meet here,' he said, turning to
Mrs Finn.
'Odd enough to us that your Grace should be here,' she said,
'because we had heard nothing of your intended coming.'
'It is so nice to find you,' said Lady Mary. 'We are this moment
come. Don't say that you are this moment going.
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