A Bottle in the Smoke: A Tale of Anglo-Indian LifeRae, Janet Milne
History
A Bottle in the Smoke: A Tale of Anglo-Indian Life
Rae, Janet Milne
India -- History -- British occupation, 1765-1947 -- Fiction
A knot rose in Hester's throat. Since her husband was so demonstratively
rich, why had he so irritatingly declined the little boon which she had
craved? Good taste and loyalty forbade her sharing with her friend the
main source of her discomfort in having had the costly gift pressed upon
her. Mrs. Fellowes, however, perceived that she was deeply perturbed
concerning the incident, but she felt she could not encourage Hester to
persevere in her determination to have the pendant returned. That course
would certainly have the effect of widening the little rift which seemed
already vibrating.
"Just you ask your husband to put the jewel in his safe to keep it from
thieves, and, when it is stowed away like that, you will both forget to
give it an airing, and you won't have to bedeck yourself with it."
"A capital idea! That will please Alfred, and will save me more words
about the matter."
"Only," Mrs. Fellowes added, "you might stipulate that in future your
husband's affection would be more valued if it did not take the form of
costly gifts. Your husband must be very rich," repeated Mrs. Fellowes,
this time with an interrogative note in her voice and a glance at
Hester. "Young barristers out here are seldom able to present their
wives with diamonds of the first water."
"No, I don't think Alfred is what could be called rich. But you know he
has an addition to what he earns--an allowance from his people. I forget
how much it is, but he told father. Both his parents died when he was a
baby, and an aunt and her husband brought him up. His uncle Rayner had
been in the same firm as his father, and I think Alfred has still a
share in the business, but I don't interest myself in these matters. I
have a very unbusiness-like mind," she added with a sigh. "I'm afraid my
husband thinks me quite hopeless in that department, though I am vain
enough to believe that I could now manage the domestic side better--at
least more economically--than he does."
"But you do, don't you? Why, when the Colonel and I dined with you
lately I recollect one of Mr. Rayner's bachelor friends said chaffingly:
'It's easy to see your Eve's hand in this Paradise, Rayner!' And I
remember I quite loved your husband when I heard him say with an air of
glee, 'Yes, isn't she a splendid housekeeper?'"
"A splendid housekeeper! Oh, Alfred must have been joking! I only wish
he would let me have a try! Of course everything was very new and
strange to me at first, but I've found my way about in many things now.
I'm no more an absolute 'griffin.' For one thing, I'm quite sure I could
manage much more economically than we're doing now. Alfred admits we are
spending a great deal----"
Hester's voice faltered as she recalled the humiliating context in which
he had made the unexpected admission.
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