Guardian and ward -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Love stories
"Believe me that if I talk lightly, I think very, very seriously of your
position," said Garstang, quickly. "I know how painful it must be for
you to neglect your friends, those to whom you would write, but really I
am obliged to advocate reticence for the present. I will have your
letters posted if you desire me to, but I am bound to show you the
consequences which must follow."
Kate sighed, and looked more and more troubled.
"To put it more plainly," continued Garstang, "my position is that I
have an extensive practice, with many clients to see, and consequently I
must be a great deal away. Now suppose one morning, when I am out,
James Wilton and his son present themselves. What will you do?"
Kate shivered, and gazed at him helplessly.
"I shall not feel best pleased to come back home to dinner, and find you
gone."
"My position is terrible," said Kate. "I almost wish I were penniless."
"Come, come, not so terrible; it is only that of a prisoner who has her
cell door barred inside, so that she can open it when she pleases. May
I try and advise you a little?"
"Yes, pray, pray do, Mr Garstang."
"Well, my advice is this--even if it causes your poor old nurse great
anxiety. She will be content later on, when she learns that it was for
your benefit. My advice is for you to try and settle down here for a
while, so as to see how matters shape themselves, or till you have
decided where it would be better for you to go."
She looked at him wistfully.
"Could I not take apartments somewhere, and have Eliza up to keep house
for me?"
"Well--yes," he said, thoughtfully. "It would be risky, for every
movement of your old servant will be jealously watched just now. It
would be better later on. What do you think?"
"That I do not wish to seem ungrateful for your kindness, neither do I
feel justified in putting you to great trouble and expense."
"Pooh, pooh," he said, merrily, "I am not so poor that I can not afford
myself a few pleasures. But proper pride is a fine thing. There, you
shall be independent, and pay me back everything when you come of age."
He glanced at his watch, for breakfast had been over some time, and they
had sat talking.
"I am keeping you, Mr Garstang," she said.
"Well, I like to be kept, but I have several appointments to-day. Have
a good quiet think while I am gone, and we will talk it over again
to-night."
"No," said Kate, quietly, "you will be tired then. I will take your
advice, Mr Garstang."
"Yes?" he said, raising his eyebrows a little.
"I will stay here for a time, where, as you say, I can be at rest and
safe from intrusion. We will see what time brings forth."
"Spoken like a thoughtful, wise little woman," said Garstang, without
the slightest display of elation. "By the way, you find plenty of books
to read?"
"Oh, yes, and I have been studying the old china."
"A very interesting subject; but music--you are fond of music. We must
see about that."
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