The Cuckoo in the Nest, v. 2/2Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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The Cuckoo in the Nest, v. 2/2
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
Fiction
“Mr. Pownceby, sir,” said Dunning, who had suddenly appeared on the
scene, exceedingly dark and lowering, “Is it true, sir, what I hear,
that none of us old servants, not me, sir, that looked after him night
and day, is named in my old master’s will?”
“I am sorry to say it is quite true, Dunning,” Mr. Pownceby said; “but I
don’t doubt that Mrs. Piercey will remember your long service, as Sir
Giles wished her to do.”
“How do you know what Sir Giles wished? I know best what Sir Giles said
I was to do,” cried Patty. “As for long service, yes, if holding on like
grim death and taking as little trouble as possible is what you mean.”
“Me take little trouble!” cried Dunning, foaming. “I’ve not had a
night’s rest, not an unbroken night, since Lady Piercey died--not one.
Oh, I knowed how it would be! when she come about him, flattering him
and slavering him, and the poor dear old gentleman thought it was good
for Mr. Gervase; and then after, didn’t she put it upon him as she was
in the family-way, and she never was in the family-way, no more than I
was. Hoh! ask the women! Hoh! look at her where she stands! He thought
as there was an heir coming, and there ain’t no more of an heir coming
than----”
“Let us go, please, let us go,” cried Margaret, in distress. “Cousin
Gerald, Mr. Pownceby, we have nothing, nothing surely, to do with this.
Oh, let us get away.”
“Put that fellow out of my house!” cried Patty, “put him out of my
house! You’re a nice gentleman, Gerald Piercey, to stand there and
encourage a man like that to insult a lady. Robert, take that man by the
shoulders and put him out.”
“He had just best try,” said Dunning, squaring his shoulders. But
Robert, who was young and slim, knew better than to try. He stood
sheepishly fumbling by the door, opening it for the party who were going
out. Dunning was not an adversary to be lightly encountered. Colonel
Piercey, however, not insensible to the appeal made to him, laid his
hand on Dunning’s shoulder.
“This lady is right,” he said; “we must not insult a woman, Dunning. You
had better come with us in the meantime. It will do you no good to stay
here.”
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