All this he explained to Adah, who assented tacitly thinking within
herself that she should not long remain at Spring Bank, a dependant upon
one on whom she had no claim. She was too weak now, however, to oppose
him, and merely nodding to his suggestions laid her head upon the arm of
the lounge with a low cry that she was sick and warm. Stepping to the
door Hugh turned the key and summoning the group waiting anxiously in
the adjoining room, bade them come at once, as Mrs. Hastings appeared to
be fainting. Great emphasis he laid upon the _Mrs._ and catching it up
at once ’Lina repeated, “_Mrs. Hastings!_ So am I just as much.”
“Ad,” and the eyes which shone so softly on poor Adah flashed with
gleams of fire as Hugh said to his sister, “not another word against
that girl if you wish to remain here longer. She has been unfortunate.”
“I guessed as much,” sneeringly interrupted ’Lina.
“Silence!” and Hugh’s foot came down as it sometimes did when chiding a
refractory negro. “She is as true, yes, truer than you. He who should
have protected her has basely deserted her. And I shall care for her.
See that a fire is kindled in the west chamber, and go up yourself when
it is made and see that all is comfortable. Do you understand?” and he
gazed sternly at ’Lina, who was too much astonished to answer, even if
she had been so disposed.
That Hugh should take in a beggar from the streets was bad enough, but
to keep her, and worse yet to put her in the best chamber, where
ex-Governor Russ had slept; and where was nailed down the carpet,
brought from New England—was preposterous, and Hugh was certainly crazy.
But never was man more sane than Hugh; and seeing her apparently
incapable of carrying out his orders he himself sent Hannah to build the
fire, bidding her, with all a woman’s forethought, be careful that the
bed was aired, and clothes enough put on. “Take a blanket from my bed,
if necessary,” he added, as Hannah, bewildered with the “carryin’s on,”
disappeared up the staircase, a long line of smoke streaming behind her.
When all was ready, Hugh went for Adah, and taking her in his arms
carried her to the upper chamber, where, the fire was burning brightly,
casting cheerful shadows upon the wall, and making Adah smile
gratefully, as she looked up in his face, and murmured,
“God bless you, Mr. Worthington! Adah will pray for you to-night, when
she is alone. It’s all that she can do.”
They laid her upon the bed. Hugh himself arranging her pillows, which no
one else appeared inclined to touch.
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