England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Orphans -- Fiction; Sisters -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
"Yes; quite so," said the Colonel; "quite so. In this case the matter
is different."
"Has she already made a will in their favour?" inquired Mrs Fortescue.
"I don't know anything whatever with regard to Lady Marian's
intentions," said the Colonel, speaking less affably and flashing his
eyes sternly at the widow. "The fact is this--you will be as surprised
as Susie and I were and, I hope and trust, for the sake of your better
nature--as glad. Brenda and Florence Heathcote have no need to earn
their bread."
"No need? Oh!" said Mrs Fortescue. "But I was told they were
penniless."
"You received a letter from Mr Timmins in which he informed you that
the money their father had left for their education was practically
exhausted, and that your services would not be required after their
winter vacation."
"I was given to understand that they were penniless girls. What do you
mean?" said Mrs Fortescue.
"You will be glad to hear that they are very far from penniless. Their
mother has left them a large fortune which they will come into as soon
as they attain their majority. Meanwhile, Lady Marian Dixie is
appointed their guardian. She wishes them to continue their education,
and they are going to Girton for the purpose. It is good news--yes, it
is very good news. Florence and Brenda will, I make no doubt, be fitted
to bear the awful responsibility of wealth."
"But--but," said Mrs Fortescue, almost blue with rage; "how can you
justify--"
"I justify nothing, my dear madam; I simply state a fact; you are
welcome to tell it to whom you please. As far as I can make out, the
girls were not told anything absolutely untrue. As far as their
father's money was concerned, they were penniless. There was no mention
made of their mother's fortune. It was, I gathered, a test to discover
who were their true friends. Rich young girls are often surrounded by
those who simply prey on them for the sake of what they can get. Susie,
don't you think we had better come out while the sun shines? You won't
think me rude, Mrs Fortescue, if I ask you to call at some future
date."
"Oh no; I won't think you rude," said Mrs Fortescue. "I--I am
astonished--stunned--"
But she spoke to empty air, for Susie and her father had left the room.
"They did not even show me out!" thought the furious widow. "Langdale
won't see _me_ long!"
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