“Father is absent most of the day,” said she; “and as I am much in my
chamber, we seldom keep a fire in the front parlor.”
“Just as well,” answered Mrs. Livingstone, removing her heavy furs.
“One fire is _cheaper_ than two, and in these times I suppose it is
necessary for some people to economize.”
Nellie colored, not so much at the words as at the manner of her
visitor. After a moment, Mrs. Livingstone again spoke, looking straight
in Nellie’s face.
“My son was very anxious to ride over with Mabel, but a bad cold
prevented him, so she rather unwillingly took me as a substitute.”
Here not only Nellie, but Mabel, also colored, and the latter left the
room. When she was gone, Nellie remarked upon the visible improvement
in her health.
“Yes,” said Mrs. Livingstone, settling herself a little more easily in
her chair, “Yes, Mabel isn’t the same creature she was when she came to
us, but then it’s no wonder, for love, you know, will work miracles.”
No answer from Nellie, who almost instinctively felt what was coming
next.
“Upon my word, Miss Douglass, you’ve no curiosity whatever. Why don’t
you ask with whom Mabel is in love?”
“Who is it?” laughingly asked Nellie, nervously playing with the tassel
of her blue silk apron.
After a moment, Mrs. Livingstone replied, “It may seem out of place for
me to speak of it, but I know you, Miss Douglass, for a girl of
excellent sense, and feel sure you will not betray me to either party.”
“Certainly not,” answered Nellie, rather haughtily, while her tormentor
continued: “Well, then, it is my son, and I assure you, both myself and
husband are well pleased that it should be so. From the moment I first
saw Mabel, I felt for her a motherly affection for which I could not
account, and if I were now to select my future daughter-in-law, I
should prefer her to all others.”
Here ensued a pause which Nellie felt no inclination to break, and
again Mrs. Livingstone spoke: “It may be a weakness, but I have always
felt anxious that John should make a match every way worthy of him,
both as to wealth and station. Indeed, I would hardly be willing for
him to marry one whose fortune is less than Mabel’s. But I need have no
fears, for John has his own views on that subject, and though he may
sometimes be attentive to girls far beneath him, he is pretty sure in
the end to do as I think best!”
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