Queenie's whim, Volume 2 (of 3) : $b A novelCarey, Rosa Nouchette
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Queenie's whim, Volume 2 (of 3) : $b A novel
Carey, Rosa Nouchette
English fiction -- 19th century
Queenie was thankful that the matter was so amicably settled; but
since her friend was not to join in her pleasure she would not dwell
on her own anticipations, delightful as they were; but in her heart
she thought how good it was of Mr. Clayton to include her in their
little trip. Since that day in the granite quarry his manner had
insensibly changed to her; always kind and gentle, it was now tinged
with stronger interest. A pleasant cordiality marked their
intercourse; he was always thoughtful for her comfort and pleasure.
Unconsciously, Queenie was beginning to depend for much of her
present happiness upon this friendship with Garth Clayton. "It is
almost as good as having a brother of my own," she said once to
Cathy. Queenie's hard-working life, with its stern, morbid
realities, had left her scant leisure for the ordinary dreams of
girlhood. She had never mapped out any bright future for herself;
possible lovers had not stolen across the sad margin of her thoughts.
"Those things were not for her," she had said to herself. "Other
women had a strong arm to lean upon, other women had fathers and
brothers or husbands to work for them, and shield them in the battle
of life; she had to work for herself and her helpless little sister,
that was all. And so she took up her burthen bravely, neither
repining that such things were, nor wasting her best energies with
fruitless regrets for impossibilities. No vague sentimentalities
preyed on her healthy young nature; no bitterness for her joyless
youth marred her sweet serenity. Everything will be made up to us
there, I am sure of it," she would say to herself, with tender,
old-fashioned wisdom. "One day I shall get old, and not care so much
about these things; perhaps Emmie will marry, and I shall be aunt
Queenie, and take care of her and her children."
And so, with the courage of perfect innocence, and with a simplicity
that was perfectly free from self-consciousness, Queenie gave herself
up to the delight of this new friendship. There was no one to warn
her of danger; no one to bid the brave young heart shield itself with
greater reserve and prudence, to question her of the meaning of this
strange happiness that seemed to flood her whole being with
brightness.
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