England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Orphans -- Fiction; Sisters -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
"Well, well," she said; "we all have our tastes. I will own that in a
place like Langdale one is apt to appreciate any fairly good-looking
young man. But out in the great world where one meets them in shoals--
simply in shoals--a person like Michael Reid would not have much
chance."
"Do you think so?" said Susie very quietly. "I am sorry for the great
world, then."
"You know nothing about it, Susie."
"That is true," answered Susie, who might have retorted, "No more do
you," but it was not her habit ever to say anything unkind.
"Well," said Mrs Fortescue, "I suppose I must be going. I have to meet
the dear girls, and they will have lots to tell me. In all probability,
Susie, I shall be leaving Langdale myself this spring, for no doubt Mr
Timmins will wish me to undertake the chaperonage of my two sweet girls
until they marry. I look to their both making great matches, with their
wealth and good looks; for they are both good-looking. They ought to do
exceedingly well in the marriage market."
"If you mean by that," said Susie, the colour rushing into her face,
"that they will marry men worthy of them--I mean good in the best sense
of the word--good, and true and brave, then I trust they will. But if
you mean anything else, Mrs Fortescue; if you mean men who will seek
them for their wealth--for I presume they are rich, although really I
know nothing about it, and what is more, I don't care--then I sincerely
trust they won't marry that sort of man."
"Oh," said Mrs Fortescue, "you don't understand--you don't care whether
they are rich or not--"
"Not one scrap," said Susie. "How can riches add to the brightness of
Florence's eyes or the affection of Brenda's manner? But if riches make
them a little more comfortable, I hope they will have sufficient, though
we don't require much money, do we, Mrs Fortescue? I know that is not
what the world would call rich," (Mrs Fortescue hated Susie for making
this remark) "and most certainly father and I are not. We just contrive
and contrive, and always have enough for a jolly Christmas dinner when
we can really entertain our friends. I don't believe any two people in
all the world are happier than my darling dad and myself, and it doesn't
come from riches, for we have to be very careful. Oh, no; rich people
are not the happiest, I do assure you on that point."
Mrs Fortescue could not help saying, "I do not agree with you, Susie,"
and she could not help giving a contemptuous glance at the
old-fashioned, very plump little figure with the red face and honest
round eyes. But having eaten as much as she could of Susie's very
excellent food, and found it quite impossible to draw Susie Arbuthnot
into any conversation of what she considered a truly interesting nature,
she left the house and amused herself doing some shopping until it was
time to go to the railway station to meet the girls.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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