"
But Fritzing would not skimp any part of his farewell ceremonies.
"Permit me, madam," he said, deeply bowing, "to thank you for your
extremely kind reception."
"Kind?" echoed Lady Shuttleworth, unable to stop herself from
smiling.
"Yes, madam, kind, and before all things patient."
"Yes, I do think I've been rather patient," agreed Lady Shuttleworth,
smiling again.
"And let me," proceeded Fritzing, "join to my thanks my
congratulations on your possession of so unusually amiable and
promising a son."
"Come on, sir--you'll make me vain," said Tussie, in the
doorway--"'_Hair like a web divine wherein is caught_,'"--he hummed,
getting more and more shrill and happy.
Lady Shuttleworth put out her hand impulsively. Fritzing took it, bent
over it, and kissed it with much respect.
"A most unusually promising young man," he repeated; "and, madam, I
can tell you it is not my habit to say a thing I do not mean."
"'_The last reflection of God's daily grace_'"--chirped Tussie,
looking on much amused.
"No, that I'm quite certain you don't," said Lady Shuttleworth with
conviction.
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