England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction
"He is indeed," cried Ada, falling on her mother-in-law's neck. "You are
the wisest, kindest woman in the world. And you, Katherine?"
"I _do_ hope you will be _very, very_ happy," responded Katherine; "but
I must say I think he is rather too old for you. That, however, is your
affair."
"Yes, of course it is"--leaving Mrs. Liddell to hug Katherine. "I am
quite fond of him; that is, I esteem and like him. Of course I shall
never love any one as I did my dear darling Fred; but I do want some one
to help me with the boys, and Marmaduke (that's his name) is quite fond
of them. So now, dear Mrs. Liddell, I will stay on here till--till I am
married, if you don't mind."
"It is the best thing you can do, Ada. I wish we could stay and be
present at your marriage."
"But that is impossible," cried Katherine.
"And not at all necessary," added Mrs. Frederic, hastily. "My friend
Mrs. Burnett will help me in every way, and I have been trouble enough
already."
"I do not think so," said Mrs. Liddell, quietly. "But I am very weary. I
will go to my room. Katie dear, bring me some tea presently."
And the widow escaped to rest, perhaps to weep over the bright boy so
dear to her, so soon forgotten by the wife of his bosom.
Not many days after, Katherine and her mother set forth upon their
travels, leaving nothing they regretted save the two little boys,
respecting whose fate Katherine felt anything but satisfied. Of this she
said nothing to her mother. And so, with temporary forgetfulness of the
deed which was destined to color her whole life, she saw the curtain
fall on the first act of her story.
CHAPTER XI.
"A NEW PHASE."
"An interval of three weeks--six months--ten years," as the case may
be--"is supposed to have elapsed since the last act." This is a very
commonly used expression in play-bills, and there seems no just cause or
impediment why a story-teller should not avail himself of the same
device to waft the patient reader over an uneventful period, during
which the hero or heroine has been granted a "breathing space" between
the ebb and flow of harrowing adventures and moving incidents.
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