Though she despised herself for it, this gave a new turn to Katherine’s
thoughts too. Lady Somers! yes, that was what Stella was now. That
little title, though it was not an exalted one, would have an effect
upon the general opinion, however lofty might be the theories expressed,
as to the insignificance of rank. Rank; it was the lowest grade of
anything that could be called rank. And yet it would have a certain
effect on the general mind. She was even conscious of feeling it
herself, notwithstanding both the indignation and the sorrow in her
mind. “My sister, Lady Somers!” Was it possible that she could say it
with a certain pleasure, as if it explained more or less now (a question
which had always been so difficult) who the Tredgolds were, and what
they were worth in the island. Now Katherine suddenly realised that
people would say, “One of the daughters married Sir Charles Somers.” It
would be acknowledged that in that case the Tredgolds might be people to
know. Katherine’s pride revolted, yet her judgment recognised the truth
of it. And she wondered involuntarily if it would affect her father--if
he would think of that?
“Is my father awake yet, Simmons?” she asked.
“Beginning to stir, Miss Katherine,” Dolby said. “How clever they are,
them doctors, with their sleeping draffs and things! Oh, I’m quite
opposed to ’em. I don’t think as it’s right to force sleep or anything
as is contrary to the Almighty’s pleasure. But to be such nasty stuff,
the effeck it do have is wonderful. Your papa, as was so excited like
and ready to shoot all of us, right and left, he has slep’ like a baby
all these hours. And waking up now, Dolby says, like a lamb, and ready
for his breakfast.”
“I must go to him at once, Simmons,” cried Katherine, thrusting back
into Simmons’s hand the cup and the spoon.
“You won’t do nothing of the sort, Miss, if so be as you’ll be guided by
me. He’ll not think of it just at once, and he’ll eat his breakfast,
which will do him a lot of good, and if he don’t see you, why, he’ll
never remember as anything’s up. And then when he comes to think, Dolby
will call you, Miss Katherine, if the doctor isn’t here first, which
would be the best way.”
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