Bildungsromans; England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Illegitimate children -- Fiction
The withdrawal of Madame Flauve from the superintendence of
Michael’s afternoon walks was apparently a great blow to Nurse.
She had acquired a habit either of retiring to the
night-nursery or of popping out of the back-door on secret
errands. Stella in the charge of Annie was perfectly happy
upstairs, and Nurse resented very strongly Michael’s enquiries
as to where she was going. Michael had no ulterior reasons for
his questions. He was sincerely interested by these afternoon
walks of Nurse, and speculated often upon her destination. She
would always return very cheerful and would often bring him
home small presents—a dark blue bird on a pin at boat-race time
(for Nurse was staunchly Oxford), a penny packet of stamps most
of which were duplicates inside, penny illustrated books of
Cock Robin or Tom Thumb; and once she brought him home a Night
Companion. This Night Companion was a club-headed stick, very
powerful and warranted to secure the owner from a murderous
attack. It was one of a row in the window of a neighbouring
umbrella-shop, a long row of Night Companions that cost one
shilling each. Michael liked his stick and took it to bed with
him and was comforted, when he woke up, by the sight of its
knotted head upon the bolster. He grew very intimate with the
stick and endowed
it with character and temperament and humanity. He would often
stare at the still unpurchased Night Companions in the shop,
trying to discover if any other of them were so beneficent and
so pleasant a companion as his own. In time he took a fancy to
another, and begged Nurse to be allowed to buy this for
Stella. Nurse was gratified by his appreciation of her present
and gave him leave to break into the ten-shilling piece to
endow Stella with a Companion. Michael himself carried it
home, wrapped in a flimsy brown paper and tied up as he
thought unnecessarily with a flimsy string. Stella was told to
take it to bed with her and did so, but by some accident
grazed her forehead on the Night Companion’s knotty head and
cried so much that it was taken away from her. This was all
the better for Michael who thenceforth had two Night
Companions—one on either side of him to guard him from the
door and the window.
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