Frederica and her Guardians; Or, The Perils of OrphanhoodRobertson, Margaret M. (Margaret Murray)
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Frederica and her Guardians; Or, The Perils of Orphanhood
Robertson, Margaret M. (Margaret Murray)
Orphans -- Fiction
But though there was nothing to disturb the outward quiet of the time,
it was a time of trial to them all. There was in every one of them a
feeling that they were waiting for something--a sense of dread and
doubt, that went deeper than the fear that they might never see their
father again. Of that there was little hope. The tidings that came
from him varied with every mail, and did not become more hopeful. There
never had been much hope that he would be quite well, and now it seemed
doubtful whether he would be able to return home again; and gradually,
as the winter wore away, there fell on them a dread of what might follow
his death to them all.
Mr St. Cyr was still an invalid, quite confined to the house. They
used to go round that way when they went to drive, and several times
Frederica had made an attempt to see him. But he was able to see no
one, she was always told: His brother seemed to have taken his place
with them, as far as the guidance of their affairs was concerned; but
they did not trust Mr Jerome as they had been taught to trust Mr St.
Cyr. He was kind in many ways, granting without hesitation almost all
the requests made to him, and refusing, when he was obliged to refuse,
in a way which ought not to have offended them. But it was not clear to
them, that he had a right to assume any guardianship or authority over
them, and they made one another unhappy, and sometimes angry, by
discussing his possible motives, and the designs he might have with
regard to them.
If there had been nothing else, the stand he took with regard to Madame
Precoe's residence with them would have made them dislike him. He said
decidedly, when appealed to, that she must remain. A family of young
girls in their circumstances could not well be left without some
responsible person to take charge of them. There was no one so well
fitted for the position as Madame. Her former residence in the house
made this evident. Her society was not, it seemed, indispensable to the
happiness of Mr Precoe. At least, she could be spared, and was willing
to devote herself to their interests. What complaint had they against
her?
They had no complaints, except that Tessie detested her, and Frederica
did not trust her; but neither the one nor the other could give any
satisfactory reason for the feelings entertained toward her, and she
remained.
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