The Maidens' Lodge; or, None of Self and All of Thee: (In the Reign of Queen Anne)Holt, Emily Sarah
History
The Maidens' Lodge; or, None of Self and All of Thee: (In the Reign of Queen Anne)
Holt, Emily Sarah
Great Britain -- History -- Anne, 1702-1714 -- Fiction
"Phoebe! what preposterous folly!" said Mrs Latrobe. "Well, child, you
are a fool--that's as plain as a pikestaff; but--"
"You're a fool!" came in a screech from the parrot's cage, followed by a
burst of laughter.
"But 'tis no use crying over spilt milk. If we have lost Mr Welles, we
have lost him; and we must try for some one else. Oh dear, how hot it
is! Phoebe, I wonder when you will have any sense. I do beseech you,
my dear, never to play the same game with anyone else."
"I hope, Mother," said Phoebe, gravely, "that I shall never have
occasion."
"What a lot of geese!" said the parrot.
CHAPTER TWELVE.
ENDS IN THE MAIDENS' LODGE.
"Mother, Mother, up in Heaven,
Stand up on the jasper sea,
And be witness I have given
All the gifts required of me."
_Elizabeth Barrett Browning_.
"Before these young gentlewomen come, Rhoda, I want a word with you."
"Yes, Madam."
"I am sure, my dear, that you have too much wit to object to what I am
about to say."
Rhoda had learned to dread this beginning, as it was generally the
prelude to something disagreeable. But she was learning, also, to
submit to disagreeable things. She only said, meekly, "Yes, Madam."
"I suppose, my dear, you will have felt, like a maid of some parts and
spirit as you are, that your dwelling any longer with me and Phoebe in
this house would not be proper."
"Not be proper!" Rhoda's cheek blanched. She had never recognised
anything of the kind. Was she not only to lose her fortune, but to be
turned out of her home? When would her calamities come to an end? "Not
proper, Aunt Anne!--why not?"
This was not altogether an easy question to answer with any reason but
the real one, which last must not be told to Rhoda. Mrs Latrobe put on
an air of injured astonishment.
"My dear!--sure, you would not have me tell you that? No, no!--your own
good parts, I am certain, must have assured you. Now, Rhoda, I wish, so
far as is possible, to spare you all mortification. If you consider
that it would be easier to you to support your altered fortunes
elsewhere, I am very willing to put myself to some trouble to obtain for
you a suitable service; or if, on the other hand, you have not this
sensibility, then my Lady Betty's cottage is at your disposal when she
leaves it. The time that these young gentlewomen are here will be
enough to think over the matter. When they go, I shall expect your
answer."
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