Mitchelhurst Place: A Novel. Vol. 1 (of 2)Veley, Margaret
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Mitchelhurst Place: A Novel. Vol. 1 (of 2)
Veley, Margaret
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Later came the little episode of Minnie Newton and her admirer. Kate
perceived her brother's indifference to the girl's welfare, and the
brutality of his revenge on the man whose crime was his habit of
chinking the gold in his waistcoat pocket. Probably, with her finer
instincts, she perceived all this more clearly than did John Rothwell
himself. She did not actively intervene, because, in her contemptuous
strength, she felt very little pity for a couple whose fate was
ostensibly in their own hands. Minnie was not even in love with Hayes,
and Kate did not care to oppose her brother in order to force a pliant
fool to accept a fortunate chance. She let events take their course, but
she drew from them the lesson that her future depended on herself. And,
miserably as life at Mitchelhurst was maintained, she was, perhaps, the
first of the family to see that the time drew near when it would not be
possible to maintain it at all, partly from the natural tendency of all
embarrassments to increase, and partly from John Rothwell's character.
He could not be extravagant, but he had a dull impatience of his
father's minute supervision. Kate made up her mind that the crash would
come in her brother's reign.
She had already looked round the neighbourhood of her home and found no
deliverer there. Had there been any one otherwise suitable the Rothwell
pride was so notorious that he would never have dreamed of approaching
her. An invitation from a girl who had been a school friend offered a
possible chance, and Kate coaxed the necessary funds from the old
squire, defied her brother's grudging glances, and went, with a secret,
passionate resolve to escape from Mitchelhurst for ever. She saw no
other way. She was not conscious of any special talent, and she said
frankly to herself that she was not sufficiently well educated to be a
governess. Moreover, the independence which achieves a scanty living was
not her ideal. She was cramped, she was half-starved, she wanted to
stretch herself in the warmth of the world, and take its good things
while she was young.
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