The Curse of Carne's Hold: A Tale of AdventureHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
History
The Curse of Carne's Hold: A Tale of Adventure
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
South Africa -- History -- Frontier Wars, 1811-1878 -- Juvenile fiction
"Thankee, Mr. Armstrong, thankee kindly; I feel more hopeful now. I have
been worrying and fretting over this for months, till I can scarce look
after my work, and often catch myself going on drawing at my pipe when
it's gone out and got cold. But I think it's coming on; I think that
crying last night meant something, one way or the other. Well, we shall
see; we shall see. I will be off back again to my work now; I feel all
the better for having had this talk with you. Hesba's a good woman, and
she is fond of the child; but she is what she calls practical--she looks
at things hard, and straight, and sensible, and naturally she don't
quite enter into my feelings about Ruth, though she is fond of her too.
Well, good morning, Mr. Armstrong; you have done me good, and I do hope
it will turn out as you say, and that we shall get to know what is
Ruth's trouble."
An hour later, Mary Armstrong went down to the mill to inquire after
Ruth. She found her quiet and pale.
"I am glad you have come in, Miss Armstrong," Hesba said, "our Ruth
wants cheering up a bit. She had a faint yesterday when she got back
from your place, and she is never fit for anything after that except
just to sit in her chair and look in the fire. I tell her she would be
better if she would rouse herself."
"But one cannot always rouse oneself, Mrs. Powlett," Mary said; "and I
am sure Ruth does not look equal to talking now. However, she shall sit
still, and I will tell her a story. I have never told you yet that I was
once carried off by the Kaffirs, and that worse than death would have
befallen me, and that I should have been afterwards tortured and killed,
if I had not been rescued by a brave man."
"Lawk-a-mussy, Miss Armstrong, why you make my flesh creep at the
thought of such a thing? And you say it all happened to you? Why, now,
to look at you, I should have thought you could hardly have known what
trouble meant, you always seem so bright and happy; that's what Ruth has
said, again and again."
"You shall judge for yourself, Mrs. Powlett, if you can find time to
sit down and listen, as well as Ruth."
"I can find time for that," Hesba said, "though it isn't often as I sits
down till the tea is cleared away and Hiram has lit his pipe."
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