England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Guardian and ward -- Fiction; Orphans -- Fiction
furnished to a single gentleman, who comes in next Saturday. He has
agreed to keep Deborah, who is now too expensive a servant for me. That
is why we must leave."
"Very well," I said, resolutely; "we shall take a little room somewhere,
and I'll be your housemaid, Kate."
She smiled, and kissed me.
"Nonsense, child, we are not driven to that yet. You know your father
left some property,--very little, it is true, but you will find it safe
when you grow up. The house in which he died was his, and is yours now;
it has not proved a very valuable possession, for nobody will live in it
on account of its being so lone and bleak. Leigh is a cheap place, and
you and I, Daisy, are going to Rock Cottage after to-morrow."
"To live in it, Kate?"
"Yes, to live in it. There is nothing to keep me here, once he is gone. I
did not tell him this, as you may imagine, so there is no time to lose in
packing up. That was what I meant by saying you should help me."
With the courage of a true heart, she rose at once and set to work. I
aided her willingly; we made such good despatch, that three days after
the departure of Cornelius we had left the Grove and reached Leigh. Miss
Murray, with whom Cornelius and Kate had always kept up an occasional
correspondence, had, through the medium of Abby, kindly provided our
future home with the first necessaries of beds, chairs, and tables; the
rest, Kate said, would come in time.
The village through which we passed looked the same quiet place I had
left it five years before. Few changes had occurred; the only strangeness
was that men and women whose faces I had not forgotten, stared at us, and
knew me not.
"How very odd!" I said to Kate, "I am sure that was Mr. Jenning, who
keeps the dancing academy. He ought to know me, ought he not, Kate? I was
one of his pupils. Papa said I should know how to dance, for that it gave
a graceful carriage. I believe he used to dance himself when he was quite
a young man, but I never saw him. Do you feel uuwell, Kate?"
She made a sign of denial. I continued--
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