Blessing and cursing -- Fiction; England -- Fiction; Families -- Fiction; Romanies -- Fiction
Her fear of Sir Philip was extreme. She was a woman of limited
intelligence, and much addicted in the privacy of her own room, when
there was no one to observe her, to the consumption of cheap
sensational literature. Ever since the night of Clare Lady Cranstoun’s
disappearance Margaret had cherished the conviction that Sir Philip
had secretly murdered her; luckily she kept this belief to herself,
but it naturally did not lessen her fear of him.
She was not at all popular with her fellow-servants, and, strange to
say, they were somewhat afraid of her. The fact that she was the only
female servant who had been retained at the Chase more than a few
years, together with her silent, reserved manners, really born of
nervousness, made the others restrained and uncomfortable before her;
even Dakin, the spy, did not know how far Margaret might be in her
master’s confidence, and invariably treated her with elaborate
respect, an example which was followed by all the other servants, the
more willingly as Sir Philip doled out the housekeeping money both
before and after his second wife’s death into Margaret’s hands.
In her secret heart Margaret was far from preserving the adamantine
character with which she was credited. So far from it, indeed, she
took an intense interest in Stella’s love affair, and considered
Hilary Pritchard an ideal hero of romance, his splendid figure,
handsome face, and genial, grateful manners having made a strong
impression upon her during the short period while he remained under
her care.
When, therefore, Stephen Lee handed her the note for Stella, under
pretence of assisting her to pick up the plate she had purposely
dropped from the kitchen table, Margaret instantly jumped to the
conclusion that it must be another communication from Stella’s
handsome sweetheart, Hilary, which the latter had contrived to
transmit to the young gamekeeper.
It was very desirable, so Margaret decided, that Stella should receive
the note that same night. “It will comfort the poor dear,” she said to
herself, “and, maybe, make her sleep better to know that her young
gentleman is thinking of her.”
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