That young man concluded in a moment that he was doing what he wanted, satisfying himself as to each.

That young man concluded in a moment that he was doing what he wanted, satisfying himself as to each.
Densher, after all he had heard, easily supposed him interested in Milly; but he could imagine him also interested in the young man with whom he had found Kate engaged and whom he yet considered without visible intelligence.
"She isn't really bad, I trust?"
And, lingering a little, he kept his eyes on Densher.
"Ah 'disappoint'—rather!"
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Milly's unwell," the girl explained, "and was compelled to disappoint us."
"Yes, but Mrs. Stringham's alone.
"Oh and Miss Theale I suppose?—as I seemed to hear outside, from below, Mrs. Stringham's unmistakeable voice."
The three stood for a little together in an awkwardness to which he was conscious of contributing his share; Kate failing to ask Lord Mark to be seated, but letting him know that he would find Mrs. Lowder, with some others, on the balcony.
Densher felt somehow that, as a thing of value accidentally picked up, it would retain an interest of curiosity.
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It wasn't, that is, he knew, the "Oh!" of the idiot, however great the superficial resemblance: it was that of the clever, the accomplished man; it was the very specialty of the speaker, and a deal of expensive training and experience had gone to producing it.
He recognised it in a moment as less imponderable than it might have appeared, as having indeed positive claims.
"Oh!" said the other party while Densher said nothing—occupied as he mainly was on the spot with weighing the sound in question.
And then for the other party: "Mr. Merton Densher—who has just come back from America."
"I don't know whether you know Lord Mark."
Densher none the less felt himself brought quickly into relation; Kate's welcome to the visitor became almost precipitately an appeal to her friend, who slowly rose to meet it.
The door from the lobby had, as she spoke, been thrown open for a gentleman who, immediately finding her within his view, advanced to greet her before the announcement of his name could reach her companion.
"Of course I'm prodigious!"—and, as immediately happened, she gave a further sign of it that he fairly sat watching.