In Trust: The Story of a Lady and Her LoverOliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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In Trust: The Story of a Lady and Her Lover
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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At last Mrs. Mountford felt that she could stay no longer. She rose up
from her chair, and gathered her wools in one arm. ‘The girls will be
coming in from their ride,’ she said. ‘I must really go.’
The girls had all the machinery of life at Mount in their hands; in
other houses it is ‘the boys’ that are put forward as influencing
everything. The engagements and occupations of the young people map out
the day, and give it diversity, though the elder ones move the springs
of all that is most important. It was generally when ‘the girls’ were
busy in some special matter of their own that Mrs. Mountford came to
‘sit with’ her husband in the library, and furnished him with so much
information. But their positions had been changed to-day. It was he who
had been her informant, telling her about things more essential to be
known than any of her gossip about Anne’s intentions or Rose’s habits.
She lingered even as she walked across the floor, and dropped her little
plaited sheaf of many colours and stooped to pick it up, inviting
further confidence. But her husband did not respond. He let her go
without taking any notice of her proceedings or asking any question as
to her unusual reluctance to leave him. At last, when she had fairly
turned her back upon him, and had her hand upon the handle of the door,
his voice startled her, and made her turn round with anxious
expectation.
‘By the way,’ he said, ‘I forgot to tell you: I have a letter to-day
from Heathcote Mountford, offering a visit. I suppose he wants to spy
out the nakedness of the land.’
‘Heathcote Mountford!’ cried his wife, bewildered; then added, after a
little interval, ‘I am sure he is quite welcome to come when he
pleases--he or anyone. There is no nakedness in the land that we need
fear.’
‘He is coming next week,’ said Mr. Mountford. ‘Of course, as you
perceive, I could not refuse.’
Mrs. Mountford paused at the door, with a great deal of visible interest
and excitement. It was no small relief to her to find a legitimate
reason for it. ‘Of course you could not refuse: why should you refuse? I
shall be very glad to see him; and’--she added, after a momentary pause,
which gave the words significance, ‘so will the girls.’
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