Christian life -- Fiction; Great Britain -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
When she had gone Rowena told her husband about her. As a rule she did
not betray the confidence of any who confided in her. She had learnt
the wisdom of that in her life with Mrs. Burke. And her husband did not
understand even yet, the gift that she had for drawing out the best in
people, and winning their confidence and love.
"Well," he said, "I'm glad you were able to help her, dear. I must
confess these loud-voiced, self-sufficient girls, do not appeal to
me. The Miss Rashleighs were ardent suffragettes a few years back. I
suppose they may do good in their own set; it is an age for strenuous
exertion and work, but I can no more understand Dora Rashleigh than I
can Miss Di Dunstan. I suppose Miss Dunstan is the more selfish of the
two, as she never seems to think of anything but amusing and taking
care of herself."
"I'm afraid you don't care for girls," said Rowena, looking at him
rather ruefully. "And yet you have a little daughter of your own!"
"She is more than enough for me," said General Macdonald with a smile.
"You say her will ought not to be broken, but I will not have her grow
up into one of these modern young women."
"I cannot think why you ever took the smallest interest in me,"
said Rowena with her laugh. "I was an ordinary young woman—not an
old-fashioned one by any means."
"You? Oh, you stand by yourself. You were perfectly adorable from the
first moment I set eyes on you! I don't wonder you are so popular with
these girls. I wish I could be more sociable and sympathetic. I am just
an old bear who likes to remain in his den, and have his family with
him."
"Then my dear Bruin," was Rowena's laughing retort; "it will be one
of my endeavours to make you dance to our music sometimes. We are not
meant to shut ourselves away from our neighbours. How can we help them
if we do; how can we bear each other's burdens, as we are told to do? I
consider that my time with dear Mrs. Burke was given me to show me how
many of the people we consider frivolous and empty-headed, are really
needing help and comfort and counsel. Don't think I set myself upon a
pedestal above them. I don't. I'm just as foolish and ignorant in many
ways as they are, but by coming together and being friendly with a
number of them, I have discovered that we all have the same cravings,
and needs, and that what has helped me will help them."
General Macdonald was silent, but when a few days later an invitation
came from Hector Ross for them to spend Christmas with him, he did not
cavil at it, as was his custom.
After talking it over, Rowena and he agreed that they wanted to be in
their own home for Christmas; but Rowena wrote, suggesting that they
should pay him a visit in the new year, and this was finally settled.
And then came an invitation for Mysie to spend part of her holidays
with the young Holts and their Grandmother. Marion said she was not
particularly anxious to be at home at Christmas, and would willingly
wait, and take Mysie with her later.
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