Domestic fiction; New England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
"If it is a chance to do good that you desire, it is the very place for
you, for the children need you sorely." And Miss Abby Chase, who had
seen the children, said the same. Mrs Austin wished her to go because
of Mrs Wainright, who was not strong, and who did not seem to have a
chance with the children; and Nellie enlarged upon the delights of
travel, and the opportunities for self-improvement which she would
enjoy. There was, besides, little time for hesitation. Within ten days
they were to sail. So Fidelia went home and wrote her letter to Dr
Justin, and set her house in order, and was ready to depart.
"Halsey will always be your home while you own this place, and so you
must keep it," said Mrs Stone. "I don't know a more forlorn feeling
than for such a home-bird as you have always been than to find herself
without a nest. We talked it all over, Eunice and I. I'd as lief live
in your house as in my own, and I will pay you rent. It's paid already
in a way. Eunice had a little change of investment to make, under Dr
Everett's advice, about the time I came here, and I put something with
what she had in your name--just about enough to make the interest pay
rent for your house and land. I'll keep up the place as well as I know
how; the rent may be put with the rest while you don't want, and it will
be handy when you do. I thought it would be better to fix it so than to
put you in my will, because of Ezra's folks. No; there is nothing to be
said. Eunice knew all about it; and you can just think of me as keeping
house for you till you come home."
Fidelia did not say much, but she said just the right thing in the right
way when the time came. It was the night before she left.
"Aunt Ruby, let us go down to the graveyard now. We can go by the old
road, where we shall not likely to meet any one, and come home by
moonlight."
So together they stood beside the grave of Eunice, and spoke lovingly
and thankfully of her, and prayed in silence for each other. And there
was no bitterness in Fidelia's tears, though they came in a flood as she
turned away. For it was well with Eunice, and she knew they would meet
again. She turned back when she had gone a little way toward the gate,
and, kneeling once more, kissed the dear name carved on the stone, and
prayed with all her heart that by God's grace she might be kept
unspotted from the world, till the time came when she should meet her
sister again.
And so Fidelia left her home--sad, but hopeful.
One untoward event happened before she set sail. She had to meet Dr
Justin face-to-face, and give him his answer. She was not many minutes
in his company, but they were full of pain to her.
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