Family life -- Fiction; Farm life -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction
my society, then yearnings. My first error was in not giving myself
time to make a proper impression. He will soon begin to yield like the
earth without. First it is hard and frosty, then it is cold and muddy,
if I may permit myself so disagreeable an illustration. Now he is
becoming mellow, and soon every word I utter will be like good seed in
good ground. How aptly it all fits! I have only to be patient."
She was finally left almost to utter idleness, for Jane and Mrs.
Wiggins gradually took from the incompetent hands even the light tasks
which she had attempted. She made no protest, regarding all as another
proof that Holcroft was beginning to recognize her superiority and
unfitness for menial tasks. She would maintain, however, her character
as the caretaker and ostentatiously inspected everything; she also
tried to make as much noise in fastening up the dwelling at night as if
she were barricading a castle. Holcroft would listen grimly, well
aware that no house had been entered in Oakville during his memory. He
had taken an early occasion to say at the table that he wished no one
to enter his room except Jane, and that he would not permit any
infringement of this rule. Mrs. Mumpson's feelings had been hurt at
first by this order, but she soon satisfied herself that it had been
meant for Mrs. Wiggins' benefit and not her own. She found, however,
that Jane interpreted it literally. "If either of you set foot in that
room, I'll tell him," she said flatly. "I've had my orders and I'm
a-goin' to obey. There's to be no more rummagin'. If you'll give me
the keys I'll put things back in order ag'in."
"Well, I won't give you the keys. I'm the proper person to put things
in order if you did not replace them properly. You are just making an
excuse to rummage yourself. My motive for inspecting is very different
from yours."
"Shouldn't wonder if you was sorry some day," the girl had remarked,
and so the matter had dropped and been forgotten.
Holcroft solaced himself with the fact that Jane and Mrs. Wiggins
served his meals regularly and looked after the dairy with better care
than it had received since his wife died. "If I had only those two in
the house, I could get along first-rate," he thought. "After the three
months are up, I'll try to make such an arrangement. I'd pay the
mother and send her off now, but if I did, Lemuel Weeks would put her
up to a lawsuit."
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