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
These things were being turned over in her mind by Miss Bampton, while
she sat looking out upon the lawn where everything looked so fresh and
cool under the trees. She was busy with her usual knitting, but this did
not in any way interfere with the acuteness of her senses, or the course
of her thoughts. Though May and she were spoken of as if on the same
level, as the Miss Bamptons, this lady was twenty years older than her
sister, and had discharged for half of that time the functions of
mother to that heedless little girl. May had made Julia old, indeed,
when she had no right to be considered old. When the mother died she had
been a handsome quiet young woman, thirty indeed, which is considered,
though quite falsely, an unromantic age yet quite capable of being taken
for twenty-eight, or even twenty-five, and with admirers and prospects
of her own. After her mourning was over she had become Miss Bampton, the
feminine head of the house, managing everything, receiving the few
guests her father cared to see, who were almost all contemporaries of
his own, as if she were as old as any of them--and had moved up to a
totally different level of life. Such a transformation is not unusual in
a widower's house. Miss Bampton took the position of her father's wife
rather than of his daughter, and no one thought it strange. If she
sacrificed any feelings of her own in doing so, no one found it out. She
was a mother to May; she had found her position, it seemed, taken
possession of her place in the world, at the head of a house which was
her own house, though it was not her husband's but her father's. It was
generally supposed that the position suited her admirably, and that she
had never wished for any other: which indeed I agree was very probably
the case, though in such matters no one can ever be confident. It was
thus that she happened to be so absorbed in May, so watchful of this
(she thought) undesirable interposition of Mr Fitzroy, of the partial
withdrawal of Bertie Harcourt, and of many things of equal, or rather
equally little, moment to the general world.
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