England -- Social life and customs -- 20th century -- Fiction; Husband and wife -- Fiction; Siblings -- Fiction
But she didn't mind my anger in the least: she never had done. "I
remember a man at Poppenhall," she went on, urging her unwise saws by
means of fictitious instances, "who married as suitable as never was,
and all went as merry as a marriage-bell till his wife's sister came to
live with them. Then the two sisters took to quarrelling so awful that
one of them had to go: and it was the wife as went and her sister as
stayed."
"But, my good Ponty, the cases are not parallel," I said, with much
truth; "in your story it was the wife's sister and not the husband's,
which makes all the difference."
"It doesn't matter on which side the sister was: it is the principle of
having relations to live with newly-married people that I don't approve
of. Married folks are best left to themselves till the children come."
"But our marriage is an exceptional one," I urged.
"All marriages are exceptional to the bride and bridegroom," replied
Ponty, "just as all children are exceptional to their own parents. No,
Master Reggie, mark my words, when a man and a woman join hands at the
altar, they don't reckon to be starting a game of 'Oranges and Lemons,'
with their relations hanging on to them behind and pulling them apart.
And that's what married life comes to, if the relations on either side
live with the parties concerned."
"You are talking about things you don't in the least understand."
But Ponty took as little notice of me as she used to take when I was a
child of six. It was never very wise of me to be dignified with Ponty.
"I understand that it's a big job anyway for a husband and wife to
shake down together when first they are married, Master Reggie, and it
makes the job ten times bigger when their relations begin helping them.
It's a thing they can only do when they are left to their own two
selves."
I still tried to be patient, though I was fully alive to my old nurse's
narrowness and ignorance. How little she grasped the true relationship
between Fay and Annabel! "Your plan may be all very well when a man
and his wife are about the same age, Ponty; there is a freemasonry in
youth which unaided must bring them a complete understanding of each
other. But what you call the shaking down becomes much more difficult
when there is nearly a quarter of a century between the two."
"Then the more difficult it is, Master Reggie, the less they'll want
anybody to help them. You may take my word for that. And if you
follow my advice you won't allow Miss Annabel--nor Mr. Wildacre
neither, one side being as bad as the other--to help you and Miss Fay
to shake down together. You'll do the shaking down yourselves or else
remain unshook. I remember there was a man in Poppenhall who used to
say as there was nobody as fermented a quarrel like the peacemakers,
and the same holds good with relatives in the case of marriage."
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