108 THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY. at this place, and I shouldn't think you were either. I have not even seen that aristocrat what's his name 1 Lord Washburton. He seems to let you severely alone." " Lord Warburton is coming to-morrow, I happen to know," replied Isabel, who had received a note from the master of Lock- leigh in answer to her own letter. "You will have every opportunity of examining him." " Well, he may do for one letter, but what is one letter when you want to write fifty ] I have described all the scenery in this vicinity, and raved about all the old women and donkeys. You may say what you please, scenery makes a thin letter. I must go back to London and get some impressions of real life. I was there but three days before I came away, and that is hardly time to get started." As Isabel, on her journey from New York to Gardencourt, had seen even less of the metropolis than this, it appeared a happy suggestion of Henrietta's that the two should go thither on a visit of pleasure. The idea struck Isabel as charming ; she had a great desire to see something of London, which had always been the city of her imagination. They turned over their scheme together and indulged in visions of aesthetic hours. They would stay at some picturesque old inn one of the inns described by Dickens and drive over the town in those delightful hansoms. Henrietta was a literary woman, and the great advantage of being a literary woman was that you could go everywhere and do everything. They would dine at a coffee-house, and go after- wards to the play ; they would frequent the Abbey and the " British Museum, and find out where Doctor Johnson had lived, and Goldsmith and Addison. Isabel grew eager, and presently mentioned these bright intentions to Ralph, who burst into a fit of laughter, which did not express the sympathy she had desired. " It's a delightful plan," he said. " I advise you to go to the Tavistock Hotel in Covent Garden, an easy, informal, old- fashioned place, and I will have you put down at my club." "Do you mean it's improper 1" Isabel asked. "Dear ine, isn't anything proper here 1 With Henrietta, surely I may go anywhere ; she isn't hampered in that way. She has travelled over the whole American continent, and she can surely find her way about this simple little island." " Ah, then," said Kalph, " let me take advantage of her pro- tection to go up to town as well. I may never have a chance to travel so safely ! "
