And so the winter slipped rapidly over; there was little to mark its
flight; the constant sameness of occupation, without any incident to
mark it, lent its wings to time; yet was it not all heaviness. A day of
somewhat lighter spirits, and greater strength, would sometimes lend
its brightening influence to the Colonel; and Kate revelled in the
unwonted sunshine; or Langley would lend her some new work suggestive
of much thought; and clearing, for the moment, the mist which wraps
itself round spiritual things, granting a passing glimpse, catching
a faint echo of the glorious harmony with which all nature blends in
the Great Creator's scheme of happiness; and then the sameness or
obscurity, which an hour before seemed oppressive in its meanness,
acquired dignity from the thought, that it had its place allotted in
the mighty whole. And she would turn with perfect content to bend
her bright intelligence to the perfect comprehension and performance
of those every-day duties which act to society as mortar to a wall,
filling up the crevices, binding the unadhesive parts, and keeping the
whole together.
Two months had fully elapsed, since the news of the battle of ---- had
reached England; letters from the Winters had announced them safely
settled at Pau, and charmed with it. And one cold, bleak evening, Kate
was engaged arranging some lines she had selected from amongst many,
written by Gilpin's sister, to a very beautiful air bequeathed to her
by the organist; the work did not progress as rapidly as it seemed, as
her thoughts were divided by many mundane subjects, principally the
necessity for looking out for cheaper lodgings.
"Nurse says it is so hard to manage; I must ask her to meet me
to-morrow on my way home, and look for some other house--I mean rooms.
I am afraid to mention it to dear grandpapa, he is so ill, and worn out
with that dreadful cough--it is much worse to-day. How I wish Georgina
would write! it is nearly a year since she invited us to join her at
Florence, and talked of returning. Oh! how alone we are! I wonder shall
I ever, ever live near my old friends, or among my own people again!
God forgive the murmuring thought."
And here her reflections were broken by the Colonel, who suddenly
starting from an uneasy slumber, coughed with more than usual
violence; then as Kate, with some vague idea of assisting him, flew to
his side, it suddenly stopped, with a choking sound, and he fell back,
the blood pouring from his mouth.
To summon nurse, to send for a doctor, was the work of a moment; and
before their anxious efforts to recall the Colonel to consciousness
were successful, he arrived; then there were innumerable questions to
answer, and various restoratives to be procured; and Kate had literally
no time to feel the terror and dismay which afterwards rushed upon her
mind.
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