This is the second time she 's gone to town this summer . '' When the Old Lady reached the town , she ate her slender little lunch and then walked out to the suburb where the Cameron factories and warehouses were . It was a long walk for her , but she could not afford to drive . She felt very tired when she was shown into the shining , luxurious office where Andrew Cameron sat at his desk . After the first startled glance of surprise , he came forward beamingly , with outstretched hand . `` Why , Cousin Margaret ! This is a pleasant surprise . Sit down -- allow me , this is a much more comfortable chair . Did you come in this morning ? And how is everybody out in Spencervale ? '' The Old Lady had flushed at his first words . To hear the name by which her father and mother and lover had called her on Andrew Cameron 's lips seemed like profanation . But , she told herself , the time was past for squeamishness . If she could ask a favour of Andrew Cameron , she could bear lesser pangs . For Sylvia 's sake she shook hands with him , for Sylvia 's sake she sat down in the chair he offered . But for no living human being 's sake could this determined Old Lady infuse any cordiality into her manner or her words . She went straight to the point with Lloyd simplicity . `` I have come to ask a favour of you , '' she said , looking him in the eye , not at all humbly or meekly , as became a suppliant , but challengingly and defiantly , as if she dared him to refuse . `` DE-lighted to hear it , Cousin Margaret . '' Never was anything so bland and gracious as his tone .
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