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Portrait of E. F. Benson E. F. Benson The Countess of Lowndes Square and Other Stories… (1920)

Now be truthful, Colonel Ascot, and tell me if it is not a woman you are going to see?”
“Well, it is.”
“I knew it,” she said.
“But you must let me tell you more,” said he. “She is an old governess of my sister's, whom I—I want to be kind to. Such a good old soul. The sort of helpless old lady with whom one couldn't break an appointment that one had made.”
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Portrait of E. F. Benson E. F. Benson The Countess of Lowndes Square and Other Stories… (1920)

There is no disgrace inherent in the profession of a governess. For many years I was governess to Colonel Ascot's sister.”
“Good God!” said Methuselah.
That was sufficient for Lady Hampshire. She took off her spectacles altogether and closely scrutinized that astonished rheumy face. And then her kindly soul was all aflame with indignation at this dastardly attempt to blackmail poor Agatha.
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Portrait of E. F. Benson E. F. Benson The Countess of Lowndes Square and Other Stories… (1920)

But occasionally the hard sordid facts of existence “put spokes” in the wheel that should have whirled so merrily. And as she sat this morning in her elaborate dressing-gown, she found a spoke of the most obstructive kind.
Agatha's letters had, as usual, been placed outside the door of communication by the terrible Magsby, and Lady Hampshire, on the principle of business first, pleasure afterwards, had answered all the letters sent to herself which dealt with the social pleasures of town before she opened the far more exciting packet of Agatha's correspondence.
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