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           Itisfairtogivehimachancetocomeandthankmeforthekindnessweshowedhim.ButIdon’twanttoseemeager.”“NeitherdoI,”saidBessiewithalittlelaugh.“ThoughIconfess,”addedhersister,“thatIamcurioustoseehowhewillbehave.”“HebehavedverywellatNewport.”“NewportisnotLondon.AtNewporthecoulddoasheliked;buthereitisanotheraffair.Hehastohaveaneyetoconsequences.”“Ifhehadmorefreedom,then,atNewport,”arguedBessie,“itisthemoretohiscreditthathebehavedwell;andifhehastobesocarefulhere,itispossiblehewillbehaveevenbetter.”“Better—better,”repeatedhersister.“Mydearchild,whatisyourpointofview?”“Howdoyoumean—mypointofview?”“Don’tyoucareforLordLambeth—alittle?”ThistimeBessieAldenwasdispleased;sheslowlygotupfromthetable,turningherfaceawayfromhersister.“Youwillobligemebynottalkingso,”shesaid.Mrs.Westgatesatwatchingherforsomemomentsasshemovedslowlyabouttheroomandwentandstoodatthewindow.“Iwillwritetohimthisafternoon,”shesaidatlast.“Doasyouplease!”Bessieanswered;andpresentlysheturnedround.“IamnotafraidtosaythatIlikeLordLambeth.Ilikehimverymuch.”“Heisnotclever,”Mrs.Westgatedeclared.“Well,therehavebeencleverpeoplewhomIhavedisliked,”saidBessieAlden;“sothatIsupposeImaylikeastupidone.Besides,LordLambethisnotstupid.”“Notsostupidashelooks!”exclaimedhersister,smiling.