“Oh, Kate, why should parents be so hard,” she said, shedding a few
tears--“and so hypocritical!” she exclaimed, rousing herself
again--“pretending to be ready to do everything, and then doing
nothing!”
“Oh, hush, Stella!” cried Katherine, restraining her; “there is nothing
you have wanted till now that papa has not done.”
“What!” cried the girl indignantly. “Diamonds and such wretched things.”
She made a gesture as if to pull something from her throat and throw it
on the floor, though the diamonds, naturally, at this hour in the
morning, were not there. “But the first thing I really want--the only
thing--oh, let me go, Kate, let me go and ask him what he means!”
“Wait a little,” said Katherine--“wait a little; it may not be as bad as
we think; it may not be bad at all. Let us go down as if nothing had
happened. Perhaps Sir Charles has only--gone--to fetch something.”
“Like that?” cried Stella; and then a something of the ridiculous in the
drooping figure came across her volatile mind. He was so like, so very
like, that dog with his tail between his legs. She burst out into a
laugh. “Poor Charlie, oh, poor Charlie! he looked exactly like--but I
will pay papa for this,” the girl cried.
“Oh, not now,” said Katherine. “Remember, he is an old man--we must try
not to cross him but to soothe him. He may have been vexed to think of
losing you, Stella. He may have been--a little sharp; perhaps to try
to--break it off--for a time.”
“And you think he might succeed, I shouldn’t wonder,” Stella cried,
tossing her head high. To tell the truth, Katherine was by no means sure
that he might not succeed. She had not a great confidence in the depth
of the sentiment which connected her sister and Sir Charles. She
believed that on one side or the other that tie might be broken, and
that it would be no great harm. But she made no reply to Stella’s
question. She only begged her to have patience a little, to make no
immediate assault upon her father. “You know the doctor said he must be
very regular--and not be disturbed--in his meals and things.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account