Domestic fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction
"You have hardly told the whole story," said Lady Sarah. "Nor do I wish
to tell it. Things were said which never should have been spoken. If
you will have me, Alice, I will go to Brotherton for a day or two, and
I will then go and see her."
And so it was arranged. No one in the house was told of the new plan,
Lady Susanna having with difficulty been brought to promise silence.
Lady Sarah's visit was of course announced, and that alone created
great surprise, as Lady Sarah very rarely left home. The Marchioness
had two or three floods of tears over it, and suggested that the
carriage would be wanted for the entire day. This evil, however, was
altogether escaped, as Lady Alice had a carriage of her own. "I'm sure
I don't know who is to look after Mrs. Green," said the Marchioness.
Mrs. Green was an old woman of ninety who was supported by Germain
charity and was visited almost daily by Lady Sarah. But Lady Amelia
promised that she would undertake Mrs. Green. "Of course I'm nobody,"
said the Marchioness. Mrs. Toff and all who knew the family were sure
that the Marchioness would, in truth, enjoy her temporary freedom from
her elder daughter's control.
Whatever might have been Lord George's suspicion, he said nothing about
it. It had not been by agreement with him that the ladies of the family
had abstained from calling on his wife. He had expressed himself in
very angry terms as to the Dean's misconduct in keeping her in
Brotherton, and in his wrath had said more than once that he would
never speak to the Dean again. He had not asked any one to go there;
but neither had he asked them not to do so. In certain of his moods he
was indignant with his sisters for their treatment of his wife; and
then again he would say to himself that it was impossible that they
should go into the Dean's house after what the Dean had done. Now, when
he heard that his eldest sister was going to the Close, he said not a
word.
On the day of her arrival Lady Sarah knocked at the deanery door alone.
Up to this moment she had never put her foot in the house. Before the
marriage she had known the Dean but slightly, and the visiting to be
done by the family very rarely fell to her share. The streets of
Brotherton were almost strange to her, so little was she given to leave
the sphere of her own duties. In the hall, at the door of his study,
she met the Dean. He was so surprised that he hardly knew how to greet
her. "I am come to call upon Mary," said Lady Sarah, very brusquely.
"Better late than never," said the Dean, with a smile.
"I hope so," said Lady Sarah, very solemnly. "I hope that I am not
doing that which ought not to be done. May I see her?"
"Of course you can see her. I dare say she will be delighted. Is your
carriage here?"
"I am staying with my sister. Shall I go upstairs?"
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account