Her mother's secretSouthworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
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Her mother's secret
Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
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After tea the family and guests, with the new addition of Dr. Ingle--who
dropped in, as usual--gathered in the drawing room, and engaged in merry
games, in which they spent the Christmas evening.
CHAPTER XLI
HIS FATE
"Aunt Elfrida, dear, I want to speak to you. Can you give me a few
moments, quite alone, this morning?" inquired Le of Mrs. Force, in a low
voice, as they left the breakfast room together, the last two in the rear
of the party.
"Yes, Le. Come into my siting room, where we shall be uninterrupted,"
replied the lady, in the same subdued tone, and with a somewhat troubled
look, as if she anticipated a painful interview.
The other members of the family passed on through the door on the right
side of the hall and entered the drawing room.
Mrs. Force turned from them and opened the door on the left and preceded
Le into the little parlor.
When they were both in the room, the lady shut the door and turned the
key, and motioned Le to take one armchair on one side of the center table,
while she herself sank into the other, saying:
"Now then, Le, dear boy, I am ready to hear what you wish to say to me."
"Maybe you know, Aunt Elfrida, that I am going to sea in a few days," he
said, leaning over the table toward her.
"Yes, Le, I heard so from your uncle, and was very sorry to hear it, dear
boy."
"I suppose my uncle told you why--just as I had come into a rich
inheritance--I applied for sailing orders?"
"Yes, Le."
"And why, though now I would like to resign, I cannot, in honor, do so?"
"He told me all, Le."
"I shall be gone for three years, Aunt Elfrida."
"I know it, and I am very sorry."
"I--I shall leave you all on the second of January--and--and before I go I
would like to have an understanding with you about--about Odalite," said
Le, stammering and blushing as if he had been asking for the hand of his
sweetheart for the first time; but, then, it was so soon after her broken
marriage, and his act seemed so audacious.
The lady turned pale and gripped the edge of the table for support. It had
come, then, the ordeal she had dreaded so much.
"Odalite!" she faltered.
"Yes, Aunt Elfrida; and I should ask your pardon for speaking of my hopes
just now! And I should not presume to do so, only that I am going away so
soon, and am to be gone so long," faltered the lover, blushing more
intensely than before.
"What have you to say of Odalite, then?" inquired the lady.
"Oh, Aunt Elfrida! Can you ask? I wish, first of all, your permission to
correspond with her while I am away, just as I did before, you know! And
then, most of all, I wish that it shall be understood--just as it was
before--that when I return from my next voyage Odalite and I may be
married. And--and, of course, I shall leave the navy then and settle down
with Odalite at Greenbushes--just as it was understood and arranged that
we should do before--before the stranger came to trouble us. That is what
I want and hope and pray for, Aunt Elfrida!" pleaded the lover.
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