American fiction -- 19th century; Manners and customs -- Fiction
Before five minutes had elapsed some one breathlessly passed the open
door while we were still engaged in marine observation. This was
followed by return footsteps and a succession of swiftly rustling
garments, until the majority of the women in our wing had apparently
passed our room, and we saw an irregular stream of nursemaids and
mothers converging towards the hotel out of the grateful shadow of
arbors, trees, and marquees. In fact we were still engaged in
observation when Sarah Walker's nurse came to fetch her away, and to
inform her that "by rights" Baby Buckly's nurse and Mr. Peters should
both be made to leave the hotel that very night. Sarah Walker
permitted herself to be led off with dry but expressive eyes. That
evening she did not cry, but, on being taken into the usual custody for
disturbance, was found to be purple with suppressed laughter.
This was the beginning of my intimacy with Sarah Walker. But while it
was evident that whatever influence I obtained over her was due to my
being particeps criminis, I think it was accepted that a regular
abduction of infants might become in time monotonous if not dangerous.
So she was satisfied with the knowledge that I could not now, without
the most glaring hypocrisy, obtrude a moral superiority upon her. I do
not think she would have turned state evidence and accused me, but I
was by no means assured of her disinterested regard. She contented
herself, for a few days afterwards, with meeting me privately and
mysteriously communicating unctuous reminiscences of our joint crime,
without suggesting a repetition. Her intimacy with me did not seem to
interfere with her general relations to her own species in the other
children in the hotel. Perhaps I should have said before that her
popularity with them was by no means prejudiced by her infelix
reputation. But while she was secretly admired by all, she had few
professed followers and no regular associates. Whether the few whom
she selected for that baleful preeminence were either torn from her by
horrified guardians, or came to grief through her dangerous counsels,
or whether she really did not care for them, I could not say. Their
elevation was brief, their retirement unregretted. It was however
permitted me, through felicitous circumstances, to become acquainted
with the probable explanation of her unsociability.
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