Why shouldn't they come to England in the
autumn?-that struck him as a very happy thought. It would give him
such pleasure to do what he could for them-to have them come and spend
a month with him. Osmond, by his own admission, had been to England
but once; which was an absurd state of things for a man of his leisure
and intelligence. It was just the country for him-he would be sure
to get on well there. Then Lord Warburton asked Isabel if she
remembered what a good time she had had there and if she didn't want
to try it again. Didn't she want to see Gardencourt once more?
Gardencourt was really very good. Touchett didn't take proper care
of it, but it was the sort of place you could hardly spoil by
letting it alone. Why didn't they come and pay Touchett a visit? He
surely must have asked them. Hadn't asked them? What an ill-mannered
wretch!-and Lord Warburton promised to give the master of
Gardencourt a piece of his mind. Of course it was a mere accident;
he would be delighted to have them. Spending a month with Touchett and
a month with himself, and seeing all the rest of the people they
must know there, they really wouldn't find it half bad.
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