Illegitimate children -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Middle West -- Fiction
These refinements of luxury affected her unconsciously. She was soon
trying to acquire the atmosphere of the house, to train her manners
after her mistress, to soften her voice and even to alter the accent
of her speech, which had always, though she knew it not, been more
agreeable than the average.
This instinct of imitation led her to listen, whenever she could, to
the conversations of Blaydon and his sister. She understood very little
of what they said that did not concern the surface news of the family.
Often they talked of books, and books were a strange world to Ellen.
But one day the thought struck her that Moira, living her childhood
in such a house would certainly acquire some of its cultivation, even
though no one deliberately undertook to teach her.
But would Moira’s mother be worthy of such a companion? Ought she
not to make an effort to improve her mind, so that Moira would be a
little less ashamed of her in that rosy time ahead when they would
understand each other? To Ellen the difficulties of reading were almost
insurmountable. Nothing terrified her so much as twenty pages of print.
However, once the thought of her unworthiness in Moira’s eyes occurred
to her, she did not hesitate a moment. From one of the upstairs
book-cases she selected the largest volume she could find. It proved to
be “Les Misérables,” and there was something she liked about the title.
That night she began bravely to read.
Hard as it was to make headway in it, she had chosen the only amusement
possible to her. When she was not busy in the kitchen, mastering the
problems of the stove and the mixing bowl, she sat beside her daughter.
There was no chance to think of more exciting pleasures, for which,
often enough, the youth in her still yearned. Yet these duties were
only confining, never exhausting. From the sheer drudgery of hard
manual labour, to which she once thought herself condemned until she
dropped, a miracle had suddenly delivered her. And that miracle was a
little child, unlawfully born. Life held many mysteries for Ellen, but
none of them was as incomprehensible as this.
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