A Widow's Tale, and Other StoriesOliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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A Widow's Tale, and Other Stories
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
Fiction; Short stories
I do not pretend to say that this was what finally turned the scale. Was
there any doubt from the beginning how it would turn? She came
down-stairs very early on that dreadful morning and breakfasted with the
children, and dressed them with her own hands for their walk, fastening
every little button, putting on each little glove. She kissed them again
and again before she gave them over to nurse, who was waiting--and stood
at the door looking after them until they had disappeared beyond the
garden gate. Then she, who had seemed so full of leisure, all at once
became nervous and hurried. She called the housemaid to her, who was
busy with her work. "Mary," she said, "I have to run up to town by the
half-past ten train. I have not a moment to lose; if Mrs Glynn should
come you must tell her that I am gone, and I will slip out by the back
door--for if she comes in I know I shall miss my train." "Yes, ma'am,"
said Mary, making no remark, but thinking all the more. Happily,
however, Mrs Glynn did not come, and Mrs Brunton left the house in good
time for the train, carrying her dressing-bag. "It is possible I may not
get home again to-night," she said. "Give this to nurse, Mary. I forgot
to give it to her; and if any one inquires, say I have gone to town for
a few days." Mary never knew how she could have made so bold. She cried
out: "Oh, ma'am, I hope as you are not going to leave us." "To leave
you!" said Nelly. "What nonsense you are speaking! How could I leave
you?" But she was not angry; she gave the girl a look which made Mary
cry, though she could not have told why.
What was left for nurse was a letter with a cheque enclosed, imploring
her to take the greatest care of the children till she could send for
them. "I may tell you to satisfy you that I am going to be married,"
Nelly wrote. "We want to have no fuss. And I could not take the
children; but as soon as--as we are settled I shall send for you to
bring my little darlings. Oh, take care of them, take care of them!" And
that was all; not an address, not an indication where she had gone.
Nurse did not say a word to any one as long as her courage held out.
When Mrs Glynn, after receiving her message from the housemaid, asked to
see the more important servant, nurse made her face like a countenance
cut out of wood. She could give no explanation. Mrs Brunton had gone to
town for a few days. Perhaps she might be detained a little longer. It
was on business she had gone. "But it was very sudden?" cried Mrs Glynn.
"Yes, ma'am," said nurse. "And you don't know what day she will be
back?" "No, ma'am," replied the faithful servant. There was nothing more
to be learned from her.
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