Scenes and Characters, or, Eighteen Months at BeechcroftYonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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Scenes and Characters, or, Eighteen Months at Beechcroft
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
Domestic fiction; England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
On Monday, Reginald and Maurice were required to learn what they had
always refused to acknowledge, that the holidays were not intended to be
spent in idleness. A portion of each morning was to be devoted to study,
Claude having undertaken the task of tutor—and hard work he found it; and
much did Lily pity him, when, as not unfrequently happened, the summons
to the children’s dinner would bring him from the study, looking
thoroughly fagged—Maurice in so sulky a mood that he would hardly deign
to open his lips—Reginald talking fast enough, indeed, but only to murmur
at his duties in terms, which, though they made every one laugh, were
painful to hear. Then Claude would take his brothers back to the study,
and not appear for an hour or more, and when he did come forth, it was
with a bad headache. Sometimes, as if to show that it was only through
their own fault that their tasks were wearisome, one or both boys would
finish quite early, when Reginald would betake himself to the schoolroom
and employ his idle time in making it nearly impossible for Ada and
Phyllis to learn, by talking, laughing, teasing the canary, overturning
everything in pursuing wasps, making Emily fretful by his disobedience,
and then laughing at her, and, in short, proving his right to the title
he had given himself at the end of the only letter he had written since
he first went to school, and which he had subscribed, ‘Your affectionate
bother, R. Mohun.’ So that, for their own sake, all would have preferred
the inattentive mornings.
Lily often tried to persuade Claude to allow her to tell her father how
troublesome the boys were, but never with any effect. He once took up a
book he had been using with them, and pointing to the name in the first
page, in writing, which Lily knew full well, ‘Henry Mohun,’ she perceived
that he meant to convince her that it was useless to try to dissuade him,
as he thought the patience and forbearance his brother had shown to him
must be repaid by his not shrinking from the task he had imposed upon
himself with his young brothers, though he was often obliged to sit up
part of the night to pursue his own studies.
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