“Mother,” he gasped, “it must not be. ’Lina shall not thrust herself
upon them. This Anna shall not be so cruelly deceived. I don’t care a
picayune for the doctor or the old lady. They are much like ’Lina, I
reckon, but this Anna awakens my sympathy. I mean to warn her.”
“Hugh,” and in the mother’s voice there was a tone which startled him,
“Hugh, let her alone. Let Dr. Richards marry her if he will. You and I
shall be——”
The trembling voice faltered, for it could not say “happier without
her,” but Hugh understood it, and smoothing the soft, thin hair of the
head nestling close to him, he replied,
“Yes we should be happier with ’Lina gone, but there’s a right and
there’s a wrong, which is it best to choose?”
“I don’t know. Oh, I don’t know. The right, I suppose. We’ll decide by
and by. Read on.”
And Hugh did read on, feeling as if he, too were guilty, thus to know
what Anna Richards had intended only for her mother’s eye.
“‘From some words you have dropped, I fancy that Miss Worthington does
not suit you in all respects, and you wish me to see her. Dear mother,
John marries for himself, not for us, and though I could wish my new
sister to be every way congenial, I shall try to like her, even if
there are certain little coarse points about her. These may result
from education rather than bad blood, and if so, they can easily be
rubbed off. If she is bright and observing she will soon learn that
slang phrases together with loud talking and laughing, are not
lady-like or marks of cultivation. But we must be very cautious not to
let her know what we are doing. Extreme kindness and affection must
mark every action, and in the end we shall succeed. If John is
satisfied and happy, that is all I ask. Asenath and Eudora think you
had better persuade her to come home with you for a few days before
going to New York and I concur in their wishes. The house will seem
dull to her, no doubt, after Saratoga gayeties but we will make it as
pleasant as possible.
“‘When will you come? Asenath has sent the curtains in the north
chamber to the laundress, but will go no farther until we hear for
certain that Miss Worthington is to be our guest. Write immediately.
“‘Yours, affectionately, ANNA.’
“‘Remember me to John and Miss W——’
“There then, this is what I read, lying on madam’s bed, and it decided
my future course. Do you suppose I’m going to Terrace Hill to be watched
by that trio of old maids? No, ma’am, not by a ——, I was going to say
‘jug full,’ but remembered slang phrases just in time. Anna would be
delighted with that improvement.
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