England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; English fiction -- 20th century; Short stories, English
From this brief summary of the family’s position the duty of Mildred
and Winifred (and, in due course of time, of the two girls in the
schoolroom also) stands forth salient and unmistakable. Mildred
performed it promptly at the age of nineteen years. He was the second
son of a baronet, and his elder brother was sickly and unmarried; but,
like a wise young man, he took no chances, went on the Stock Exchange,
and became exceedingly well-to-do in an exceedingly brief space of
time--something, in fact, “came off” in South Africa, and when that
happens ordinary limits of time and probability are suspended. So with
Mildred all was very well; and it was odds that one of the boys would be
provided for by his brother-in-law. Winifred had just as good
chances--nay, better; for her sensitive face and wondering eyes had an
attraction that Mildred’s self-possessed good looks could not exert. But
Winifred shilly-shallied (it was her father’s confidential after-dinner
word) till she was twenty-one, then refused Sir Barton Amesbury (in
itself a step of doubtful sanity, as was generally observed), and
engaged herself to Harold Jackson, who made two hundred a year and had
no prospects except the doubtful one of maintaining his income at that
level--unless, that is, he turned out a genius, when it was even betting
whether a mansion or the workhouse awaited him; for that depends on the
variety of genius. Having taken this amazing course, Winifred was
resolute and radiantly happy; her relatives, after the necessary amount
of argument, shrugged their shoulders--the very inadequate _ultima
ratio_ to which a softening civilisation seems to have reduced relatives
in such cases.
“I can manage two hundred a year for her while I live,” said Mr
Petheram, wiping his brow and then dusting his boots; he was just back
from his ride. “After that----”
“The insurance, my dear?” Mrs Petheram suggested. But her husband shook
his head; that little discrepancy above noted, between five and six
thousand a year, had before this caused the insurance to be a very
badly broken reed.
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