A Song of a Single Note: A Love StoryBarr, Amelia E.
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A Song of a Single Note: A Love Story
Barr, Amelia E.
Fiction; Love stories
"Weel, then," cried Madame, "here comes the tea and the hot scones; and
I ken they are as good as a feast. It's a thanksgiving meal and no less;
come to the table wi' grateful hearts, children. I'm thinking the tide
has turned for the Semples; and when the tide turns, wha is able to stop
it?"
The turn of the tide! How full of hope it is! Not even Maria was
inclined to shadow the cheerful atmosphere. Indeed, she was grateful to
Lord Medway for the fresh, living element he had brought into the house.
Life had been gloomy and full of small mortifications to her since the
unfortunate Bradley affair. Her friends appeared to have forgotten her,
and the dancing and feasting and sleighing went on without her presence.
Even her home had been darkened by the same event; her grandfather had
not quite recovered the shock of his arrest; her grandmother had made
less effort to hide her own failing health. Neil had a heartache about
Agnes that nothing eased, and the whole household felt the fear and
pinch of poverty and the miserable uncertainty about the future.
Maria bore her share in these conditions, and she had also began to
wonder and to worry a little over Lord Medway's apparent indifference.
If he really loved her, why did he not give her the recognition of his
obvious friendship? His presence and attentions would at least place her
beyond the spite and envy of her feminine rivals. Why did he let them
have one opportunity after another to smile disdain on her presence, or
to pointedly relegate her to the outer darkness of non-recognition? When
she had examined all her slights and sorrows, Lord Medway's neglect was
the most cutting thong in the social scourge.
Madame Jacobus, however, was correct in her opinion. Medway was making
in these days of lonely neglect a progress which would have been
impossible had he spent them at the girl's side. And if he had been
aware of every feeling and event in the lives of the Semples, he could
not have timed his hour of reappearance more fortunately, for not only
was Maria in the depths of despondency, but the Elder had also begun to
believe his position and credit much impaired. He had been passed,
avoided, curtly answered by men accustomed to defer to him; and he did
not take into consideration the personal pressure on these very men from
lack of money, or work, or favor; nor yet those accidental offenses
which have no connection with the people who receive them. In the days
of his prosperity he would have found or made excuses in every case, but
a failing or losing man is always suspicious, and ready to anticipate
wrong.
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