Sons of fire, Vol. II.Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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Sons of fire, Vol. II.
Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
English fiction -- 19th century
"Had my mother been as some men's mothers, I might naturally have
contemplated shifting the burden upon her shoulders. I might have told
her Esperanza's story, and handed Esperanza over to her care as freely
as if I had picked up a stray cat or dog. But my mother was not one of
those soft, impressionable women who are always ready to give the reins
to sentiment. She was a good woman, and devoted much of her life and
means to doing good, but her benevolence was restricted to the limits
of her parish. She would hardly listen to a tale of sorrow outside her
own village.
"'We have so much to do for our own people, George,' she used to tell
me; 'it is folly to be distracted by outside claims. Here we know our
return for every shilling we give. We know the best and the worst about
those we help.'
"Were I to tell her Esperanza's story, her suggestions for helping me
out of my difficulty would be crueller than old Martha's. She would be
for sending the girl into service as a housemaid, or for getting her an
assisted passage to the Antipodes on an emigrant ship.
"Martha came to my rescue in my trouble now as she had done many a
time when I wore a kilt, and when my naked knees had come into abrupt
collision with a gravel path or a stony beach.
"'She'll have to be older and wiser before she gets her own living, Mr.
George,' said Martha; 'but don't you trouble about her. As long as I've
a bed or a sofa to spare, she can stop with me and Benjamin. Her bite
and sup won't hurt us, poor thing, and I don't want sixpence from you.
She shall stop here free gratis, Mr. George, till she finds a better
home.'
"I gave my old nurse a hug, as if I had been still the boy in the
Macdougal kilt.
"'No, no, Martha; I'm not going to impose on your generosity. I shall
be able to pay you _something_. Only I thought you might want two or
three pounds a week for her board, and I could not manage that for an
indefinite period."
"'Two or three pounds! Lor, Mr. George, if that's your notion of
prices, Cambridge land-ladies must be 'arpies. Why, I only get two
guineas for my drawing-room floor, as a permanency, and lady-tenants
even begrudge half a crown extra for kitchen fire. Let her stop here as
long as she likes, Mr. George, and never you think about money. It's
only her future I'm thinking of, for there's a helplessness about her
that----Ah, there she is,' as the hall door slowly opened. 'I gave her
my key. She's quite one of us already.'
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