Nellie Arundel : $b A tale of home lifeShaw, Catharine
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Nellie Arundel : $b A tale of home life
Shaw, Catharine
Christian life -- Juvenile fiction; Families -- Juvenile fiction; Young women -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction
Hope's eldest sister was married, and lived in London, whither also her
brother was gone, and was doing well in business.
The second sister, Maude, was now her mother's right hand, and it had
come to pass that Hope had become "a right hand" to Mrs. Arundel, at
Fairleigh.
Soon after Mrs. Elliot had come to live at Shellford, Mrs. Arundel had
found out all about her; and, ever ready to shed a little sunshine into
lives that seemed to be dark, she called on the desolate widow, and
invited some of her young people to come up and enjoy her garden.
Mrs. Elliot could not but be struck by the beautiful old lady, and
responded most gladly to the invitation. An intimacy soon sprang up,
and Mrs. Arundel and Aunt Ruth found an interest in the large family,
while they on their part felt that life was not so utterly blank, now
they knew the inmates of Fairleigh, and could look forward to visits
and errands there.
About Christmas, when Nellie had been visiting Christina in London,
Mrs. Arundel's maid, who had been with her for many years, broke her
leg, and became unable to wait upon her mistress. Hope Elliot happened
to call upon Mrs. Arundel on the day of the accident, and finding at
what a loss the dear old lady would be without her attendant, she asked
if she might come for a few days and help them.
Mrs. Arundel had looked up in her face in sudden astonishment, and
when she met the candid eyes, had taken her hand and given it a warm
squeeze. "Thank you, my dear," she had said simply, and with grave
courtesy, "I know you mean what you say, and I shall be very glad to
have you."
So Hope had taken up her abode at Fairleigh, and had never left it
since for many hours; and thus it came to pass that she was sitting by
Nellie, driving her home from the station on that beautiful May day.
"I cannot think how you knew me," said Nellie, for the sake of saying
something.
Hope laughed. "We have not so many bright young ladies stop here that I
should be likely to mistake. You seemed ready to get out."
"Of course I was; I forgot that."
Hope was silent; and in a few minutes they turned in at the gate of
Fairleigh, and passed under the tender green trees of the little avenue
that led up to the house.
The sound of the wheels brought the maid to the door, and Nellie was
quickly led into the old-fashioned hall.
In an instant, her grandmamma's two hands were placed on her two
shoulders, and she received the warmest of kisses, and the most loving
of welcomes.
"My dear," said her grandmamma, holding her hand close, and leading her
into the drawing room, "you are like a bit of your father to me; I am
so glad to see you."
Nellie smiled brightly in answer, and then asked for "Aunt Ruth."
"She is pretty well to-day, my dear, and perhaps will be able—"
They all turned; for entering at the moment, with almost noiseless
step, was Nellie's invalid aunt.
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