"
Isabel listened to this assertion with some interest; it had never
occurred to her that Mr. Touchett was likely to discuss her
matrimonial prospects with Lord Warburton. "Has he told you that?"
"I remember his making the remark. He spoke perhaps of Americans
generally."
"He appears himself to have found it very pleasant to live in
England." Isabel spoke in a manner that might have seemed a little
perverse, but which expressed both her constant perception of her
uncle's outward felicity and her general disposition to elude any
obligation to take a restricted view.
It gave her companion hope, and he immediately cried with warmth:
"Ah, my dear Miss Archer, old England's a very good sort of country,
you know! And it will be still better when we've furbished it up a
little."
"Oh, don't furbish it, Lord Warburton; leave it alone. I like it
this way.
"Well then, if you like it, I'm more and more unable to see your
objection to what I propose."
"I'm afraid I can't make you understand."
"You ought at least to try. I've a fair intelligence. Are you
afraid- afraid of the climate? We can easily live elsewhere, you know.
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