Little Eyebright and her pund o' careGiberne, Agnes
Religion
Little Eyebright and her pund o' care
Giberne, Agnes
Christian life -- Juvenile fiction; Domestic fiction; Friendship -- Juvenile fiction; Money -- Juvenile fiction
This led to a fresh assortment of cares. Mr. Mackenzie was not at
all the thing, not by any means well. He could not be described as
positively ill, but Mrs. Mackenzie was very anxious, very worried about
him. He had seen Dr. North again; and Dr. North, as usual, laid it
chiefly to the state of his nerves—wherein Mrs. Mackenzie was not at
all sure that the doctor might not be mistaken, as Mrs. Landor knew
doctors so often were. But anyhow, Dr. North recommended a thorough
change for her husband, some day soon, if it could be managed.
"And how we are to afford it, I am sure I don't know, and I can't
imagine. Colin's income is not much, as, of course, everybody knows.
And expenses are so heavy. And there's always something or other that
must be got, whether one can afford it or no. It always seems to me
every year that we shall never manage to fight our way through, or keep
our heads above water."
"And yet, somehow, you always do."
"Well—somehow—at least, we always have, so far. But nobody can be sure
about the future."
"Except that we have the absolute certainty that 'He' Who has cared for
us in past years will never grow forgetful or indifferent."
"Oh, of course—I do try to trust. One knows one must, of course. But
it is dreadfully hard to make both ends meet. And as for this idea of
a change for my husband—I really don't see how it is to be managed. If
it must be, it must, but I can't see how." Far back in her mind Mrs.
Mackenzie was saying—"So easy for Mrs. Landor! Why, she only has to sit
down and write a cheque, and there would be enough in a moment to take
away all one's bother. She wouldn't even miss it. But people don't do
that sort of thing, unfortunately. I wish they did."
"There can hardly be a 'must' for anything that is clearly impossible.
Still, it would do your husband good. I do not doubt that his nerves
are out of order, but it is partly the result of long years of work,
and he has fairly earned a holiday."
"So Dr. North says. It is not a necessity, I suppose, exactly; only he
would be ever so much the better for a thorough change. He is always so
down-hearted now; not like himself. It may be partly Euphrasia being
away and not writing. But he isn't as he ought to be; and Dr. North
says a change would be the best remedy."
"If it is the right thing for him, you will see your way to it."
Mrs. Mackenzie counted this rather hard. She had been building a little
structure of hopes, founded on Mrs. Landor's wealth and liberality, and
the apparent collapse of that structure made her feel irritable.
"Of course it is the right thing for Colin to get away. It is not a
question of what is the right thing, but of whether we can do it. It
seems to me that most of the right things for us in life are just kept
away from us for no reason at all."
"You do not really think so, Mrs. Mackenzie."
"I don't know why not—" rather faintly. "That is what I often notice."
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