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They're all so much in earnest. They do take the serious thingsvery seriously."The description of Hirst's way of life interested Rachel so muchthat she almost forgot her private grudge against him, and herrespect revived. 　　"They are really very clever then?" she asked. 　　"Of course they are. So far as brains go I think it's true what hesaid the other day; they're the cleverest people in England. But--you ought to take him in hand," he added. "There's a great deal morein him than's ever been got at. He wants some one to laugh at him. 　　. . . The idea of Hirst telling you that you've had no experiences! 　　Poor old Hirst!"They had been pacing up and down the terrace while they talked, and nowone by one the dark windows were uncurtained by an invisible hand,and panes of light fell regularly at equal intervals upon the grass. 　　They stopped to look in at the drawing-room, and perceived Mr. Pepperwriting alone at a table. 　　"There's Pepper writing to his aunt," said Hewet. "She mustbe a very remarkable old lady, eighty-five he tells me, and hetakes her for walking tours in the New Forest. . . . Pepper!"he cried, rapping on the window. "Go and do your duty. Miss Allanexpects you."When they came to the windows of the ballroom, the swingof the dancers and the lilt of the music was irresistible. 　　"Shall we?" said Hewet, and they clasped hands and swept offmagnificently into the great swirling pool. Although this was onlythe second time they had met, the first time they had seen a manand woman kissing each other, and the second time Mr. Hewet had foundthat a young woman angry is very like a child. So that when theyjoined hands in the dance they felt more at their ease than is usual. 　　It was midnight and the dance was now at its height. Servants werepeeping in at the windows; the garden was sprinkled with the whiteshapes of couples sitting out. Mrs. Thornbury and Mrs. Elliotsat side by side under a palm tree, holding fans, handkerchiefs,and brooches deposited in their laps by flushed maidens. 　　Occasionally they exchanged comments. 　　"Miss Warrington _does_ look happy," said Mrs. Elliot; they both smiled;they both sighed. 　　"He has a great deal of character," said Mrs. Thornbury,alluding to Arthur.

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