The Long VacationYonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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The Long Vacation
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
Upper class -- England -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction; Vacations -- Fiction
“I saw him dancing and laughing with some of them.”
“And he parted from me very cheerfully, telling me to assure you ‘he did
not mind,’ whatever that may mean.”
“He knows that nothing can disturb our love for him, Edgar’s little
comfort, passed on to bear us up,” said Cherry tearfully. “Oh yes, I
know what he meant--Felix’s delight, my darling always.”
“It strikes me,” said Lance, “that if he can save his sister--”
Geraldine started.
“Oh, the cigar-girl! Only by that mother’s side.”
“That is true, but she is his half-sister, and he is evidently much
drawn towards her. She is a nice little thing, and I believe he
made much of her on the rehearsal day. I saw they got on much better
together, and I think she was aware of the relationship.”
“Yes, it is quite right of him,” said Geraldine, “but she will be a
drag on him all his life. Now what ought we to do? Shall you answer this
letter to the care of the van-man, Clem?”
“I shall think, and wait till I have seen Gerald and Travis. This letter
is evidently written simply in the hope of raising money from me, not in
any friendly spirit.”
“Certainly not,” said Lance. “Having failed to black-mail Gerald, and
discovered that you are the heir, they begin on you, but not from any
gratitude to you. Sweetie Bob, as they call the ex-errand-boy, gives a
fine account of their denunciations of the tall parson who brought the
bobbies down on them.”
Lance felt much reassured by Clement’s tone, and all the more when he
had seen Dr. Brownlow, who made a thorough examination, and came to the
conclusion that Clement had recovered tone, so that the shock, whatever
it was, that his brother dreaded had done no present damage, but that he
was by no means fit for any strain of work or exertion, should be kept
from anxiety as much as possible, and had better spend the winter in a
warm climate. It was not likely--Jock Brownlow said it with grief
and pain--that he would ever be able to return to the charge of St.
Matthew’s, but as he had a year’s holiday, there was no need to enter on
that subject yet, and in a quiet country place, with a curate, he might
live to the age of man in tolerable health if he took care of himself,
or his sister took care of him for some time to come.
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