England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Sisters -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
"Not a man that a woman would care to die for," said Rose, wrinkling her
forehead and crumpling up her nose till her face was half its natural
length. "Oh, I say, think of any woman being so infatuated as to be
willing to die for an insignificant, foxy-headed, well-bred shopkeeper!"
"Don't be slangy, Rose," Annie rebuked her sister.
"Still I am very glad," said Dora's soft voice quite distinctly, and
while she blushed furiously she reared her little neck with an
unconscious gesture. It said plainly, "Yes, I am glad that the man who
sought me for his wife has shown himself liberal and merciful, so that I
can always think of him and his wishes with respect and gratitude."
"And so am I glad," agreed May warmly. "It is so nice that 'Robinson's'
has not made its master grasping and greedy."
"I don't know that rapacity is confined to trade," admitted Annie. "You
ought to know, May, for you have a good deal of intercourse with royalty
in your reading; but I have a notion that it has been the distinguishing
characteristic of a good many kings and emperors."
Annie and Rose had grown more and more eager to take up their burdens
from the first day they were aware that there were burdens for them to
take up. They were becoming positively enamoured of pushing their
fortunes and encountering adventures--not in the least understanding, in
spite of their bright wits, what the burdens, fortunes, adventures might
mean. The two sisters' enthusiasm was just kept within bounds by two
drags on its quicksilver quality. These laggard spirits, Dora and May,
weighed upon their more enterprising companions. Neither could Annie and
Rose quite shut their eyes to the increase of wrinkles on their father's
face, and to their mother's red eyes when she came down of a morning.
If it had not been for these small drawbacks, it is to be feared that
Annie and Rose would have arrived at such a height of _tete exaltee_
that they would have begun to rejoice in their own and their neighbours'
misfortunes. There was something so fresh and exciting in looking about
for openings and careers, in calculating how they were to earn their
bread--which would taste so sweet to those who earned it--and at the
same time save money. They were not quite so insane as to propose to
amass fortunes and fling them into the gulf caused by the crumbling away
of the late bank in order to redeem their father's pledge as a
shareholder. But surely in the course of a year or two they might help
him, and generally assist in keeping the old folks at home in state and
bounty.
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