The things we do!

In the midst of our talk Miss Ethel came among us. She arrived
flushed and in high spirits; she rallied Clive upon his gloomy looks; she
turned rather pale, as it seemed to us, when she heard the news. Then she
coldly told him she thought the voyage must be a pleasant one, and would
do him good: it was pleasanter than that journey she was going to take
herself with her dreary grandmother, to those German springs which the
old Countess frequented year after year. Mr. Pendennis having business,
retired to his study, whither presently Mrs. Laura followed, having to
look for her scissors, or a book she wanted, or upon some pretext or
other. She sate down in the conjugal study; not one word did either of us
say for a while about the young people left alone in the drawing-room
yonder. Laura talked about our own home at Fairoaks, which our tenants
were about to vacate. She vowed and declared that we must live at
Fairoaks; that Clavering, with all its tittle-tattle and stupid
inhabitants, was better than this wicked London.


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