The Independence of ClaireVaizey, George de Horne, Mrs.
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The Independence of Claire
Vaizey, George de Horne, Mrs.
Love stories; Mothers and daughters -- Fiction; Teachers -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
The prospect was not cheering, but the intention was good, and as such
had to be suitably acknowledged. Claire adjourned upstairs to consult
her cheque-book, and decided bravely that the drastic bargains could not
be afforded. Then, being a very human, and feminine young woman she
told herself that there could be no harm in going to look at the dresses
once more, just to convince herself that they were not so very drastic
after all, and lo! close inspection proved them even more drastic than
she had believed, and by the evening's delivery a choice specimen was
speeding by motor van to Laburnum Road.
On visiting days Claire went regularly to visit Sophie, who, by her own
account, was being treated to seventeen different cures at the same
time, and was too busy being rubbed, and boiled, and electrified, and
dosed, and put to bed in the middle of the afternoon, and awakened in
the middle of the night, to have any time to feel bored. She took a
keen interest also in her fellow patients, and was the confidante of
many tragic stories which made her own lot seem light in comparison.
Altogether she was more cheerful and hopeful than for months back, but
the nurses looked dubious, and could not be induced to speak of her
recovery with any certitude.
On the tenth of August, Claire packed her boxes with the aid of a very
mountain of tissue paper, and set forth on her journey. The train
deposited her at Hazlemere station, outside which Mrs Fanshawe was
waiting in a big cream car, smiling her gay, quizzical smile. She was
one of the fortunate women who possess the happy knack of making a guest
feel comfortable, and at home, and her welcome sent Claire's spirits
racing upwards.
Many times during the last fortnight had she debated the wisdom of
visiting Erskine Fanshawe's home, but the temptation was so strong that
at every conflict prudence went to the wall. It was not in girl nature
to resist the longing to see his home and renew her acquaintance with
his mother; and as it had been repeatedly stated that he himself was to
spend most of August in Scotland, she was absolved from any ulterior
design. Janet Willoughby had obviously looked upon the visit with
disfavour, but Claire was too level-headed to be willing to victimise
herself for such a prejudice. Janet would have a fair field in
Scotland. She could not hold the whole kingdom as a preserve!
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