Christian life -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction; Runaway husbands -- Fiction
"No, sir," said Stephen, restraining himself with great effort, "I am
about to move a resolution, and it is that an answer be sent to Mrs.
Waring, thanking her for drawing our attention to this call for service,
and assuring her it shall at once be considered how it can be met."
This was seconded by a special friend Stephen happened to have sitting
next to him.
"And I beg to move an amendment, Mr. Chairman," said the echo; "it is
that a reply be sent to Mrs. Waring to this effect:" and then he read a
letter which all knew Mr. Bell had previously written and passed on to
him.
"'DEAR MADAM,
"'Your esteemed communication to hand. It is strange, whoever
your informant was, that we were not the first to be put in
possession of the facts. We are obliged to you for your kind
offer, but it is not work at all suitable for women, and indeed
the workers would have to be very carefully chosen. At present
we have sufficient work in Hadley to occupy us. Perhaps at some
future time, when our committee is enlarged, we may be able to
take in both Hadley and district. We are, madam, yours
faithfully, on behalf of the committee, etc., etc.'"
The amendment was carried with only three dissentients out of fifteen.
One of the members remarked that no doubt the application would have met
with a different reception if it had come from some other quarter.
"Mark my words, gentlemen," said Mr. Bell, "Mrs. Waring will commence
the work herself. What she wanted was to be able to do so under our
auspices."
"And now," said the echo, with a drawl, "she will put it about that she
was obliged to do so because those dreadful men were too lazy and
indifferent. Trust a woman to make her side right."
Stephen said nothing; he prayed to be quiet, and the prayer was
answered. Love urged him to vindicate the honour of this defenceless
woman, but wisdom said, "If you love her, you will be silent."
All this part of the committee's business was duly retailed afterwards
by Mr. Bell to Mrs. and Miss Bell.
From that time, although Phebe never knew the reason why exactly, she
lost four good weekly customers. How many more these influenced could
not be reckoned, and in addition to this several people who had been in
the habit of saying "Good-day" to her as she met them in the street, now
passed her by with the coolest of nods.
The circle in the waters was spreading.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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