The Cameron pride; or, purified by suffering : $b A novelHolmes, Mary Jane
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The Cameron pride; or, purified by suffering : $b A novel
Holmes, Mary Jane
American fiction -- 19th century
Next morning, as she sometimes did when more than usually fatigued, Katy
breakfasted in bed; while Wilford’s face, as he sat opposite Helen at
the table, had on it a look of quiet determination, such as she had
rarely seen there before. In a measure, accustomed to his moods, she
felt that something was wrong, and never dreaming that he intended
honoring her with his confidence, she was wishing he would finish his
coffee and leave, when, motioning the servant from the room, he said
abruptly, and in a tone which roused Helen’s antagonistic powers at
once, it was so cool, so decided, “I believe you have more influence
over your sister than I have; at least, she has latterly shown a
willfulness in disregarding me and a willingness to listen to you, which
confirms me in this conclusion——”
“Well,” and Helen twisted her napkin ring nervously, waiting for him to
say more; but her manner disconcerted him, making him a little uncertain
as to what might be hidden behind that rigid face, and a little doubtful
as to the expression it would put on when he had said all he meant to
say.
He did not expect it to wear a look as frightened and hopeless as Katy’s
did when he last saw it upon the pillow, for he knew how different the
two sisters were, and much as he had affected to despise Helen Lennox,
he was afraid of her now. It had never occurred to him before that he
was somewhat uncomfortable in her presence—that her searching brown eyes
often held him in check; but it came to him now, that his wife’s sister
had a _will_ almost as firm as his own, and she was sure to take Katy’s
part. He saw it in her face, even though she had no idea of what he
meant to say.
He must explain sometime, and so at last he continued. “You must have
seen how opposed Katy is to complying with my wishes, setting them at
naught, when she knows how much pleasure she would give me by yielding
as she used to do.”
“I don’t know what you mean,” Helen replied, “unless it is her aversion
to going out, as that, I think, is the only point where her obedience
has not been absolute.”
Wilford did not like the words _obedience_ and _absolute_; that is, he
did not like the _sound_. Their definition suited him, but Helen’s
enunciation was at fault, and he answered quickly, “I do not require
absolute obedience from Katy. I never did; but in this matter to which
you refer, I think she might consult my wishes as well as her own. There
is no reason for her secluding herself in the nursery as she does. Do
you think there is?”
He put the question direct, and Helen answered it.
“I do not believe Katy means to displease you, but she has conceived a
strong aversion for festive scenes, and besides, baby is not healthy,
you know, and like all young mothers, she may be over-anxious, while I
fancy she has not the fullest confidence in the nurse, and this may
account for her unwillingness to leave the child with her.”
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