Love stories; Unmarried mothers -- Fiction; Women household employees -- Fiction
The mother related to him her experience.
“And she told you that, did she?” he remarked in wrath. “She ventures
to trouble herself about my affairs, does she? I wonder people can’t
mind their own business without interfering with mine. Your daughter,
Mrs. Gerhardt, is perfectly safe with me. I have no intention of doing
her an injury. It’s a shame,” he added indignantly, “that a girl can’t
come to my room in this hotel without having her motive questioned.
I’ll look into this matter.”
“I hope you don’t think that I have anything to do with it,” said the
mother apologetically. “I know you like Jennie and wouldn’t injure her.
You’ve done so much for her and all of us, Mr. Brander, I feel ashamed
to keep her away.”
“That’s all right, Mrs. Gerhardt,” he said quietly. “You did perfectly
right. I don’t blame you in the least. It is the lying accusation
passed about in this hotel that I object to. We’ll see about that.”
Mrs. Gerhardt stood there, pale with excitement. She was afraid she had
deeply offended this man who had done so much for them. If she could
only say something, she thought, that would clear this matter up and
make him feel that she was no tattler. Scandal was distressing to her.
“I thought I was doing everything for the best,” she said at last.
“So you were,” he replied. “I like Jennie very much. I have always
enjoyed her coming here. It is my intention to do well by her, but
perhaps it will be better to keep her away, at least for the present.”
Again that evening the Senator sat in his easy-chair and brooded over
this new development. Jennie was really much more precious to him than
he had thought. Now that he had no hope of seeing her there any more,
he began to realize how much these little visits of hers had meant. He
thought the matter over very carefully, realized instantly that there
was nothing to be done so far as the hotel gossip was concerned, and
concluded that he had really placed the girl in a very unsatisfactory
position.
“Perhaps I had better end this little affair,” he thought. “It isn’t a
wise thing to pursue.”
On the strength of this conclusion he went to Washington and finished
his term. Then he returned to Columbus to await the friendly
recognition from the President which was to send him upon some ministry
abroad. Jennie had not been forgotten in the least. The longer he
stayed away the more eager he was to get back. When he was again
permanently settled in his old quarters he took up his cane one morning
and strolled out in the direction of the cottage. Arriving there, he
made up his mind to go in, and knocking at the door, he was greeted by
Mrs. Gerhardt and her daughter with astonished and diffident smiles. He
explained vaguely that he had been away, and mentioned his laundry as
if that were the object of his visit. Then, when chance gave him a few
moments with Jennie alone, he plunged in boldly.
“How would you like to take a drive with me to-morrow evening?” he
asked.
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